Jackboyz Lyrics

I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up
Tell the niggers where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on top
I ain't talking about a name but my young boyz buck
I'm fucked up, you fucked up, what?
Tell the niggers where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on top
I ain't talking about a name but my young boyz buck

For big picture OJ I put the gloves on
Pull this raining on you now here comes the thunderstorm
Couple nigger down the murder four couple stripes, yes
So if I say it's time to... he don't got a knife
Brick squad, brick squad everything is brick squad, yes, yes
See in the snitch nigger dare make my dick hard
I never met a bully nigger that I couldn't beat
It's only one word I can't take it's defeat
I'm dying for my niggers, my niggers die for me
Like a midget to a train, ain't no stopping me
I'm riding for my niggers, my niggers ride for me
I'm my brothers' keeper all that we got is we

I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up
Tell the niggers where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on top
I ain't talking about a name but my young boyz buck
I'm fucked up, you fucked up, what?
Tell the niggers where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on top
I ain't talking about a name but my young boyz buck

If I die in here there's a no no nigger
... down is in my jury it's like snow cones nigger
For you jagger wait yo for this stone cold nigger
I be trapping, I be trapping please say elbows nigger
I be doing we, we don't take airs nigger
We go forth for your head, that's a... to you nigger
Got me forth... if you take the quest for you nigger
Now they treat you like potato... we peel nigger
Then I walk around we stand... we peel nigger
Now I have no feet, but we steal nigger
When I'm trapping like a fool, I ain't handle the whole miller
... embrace boyz niggers

I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up
Tell the niggers where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on top
I ain't talking about a name but my young boyz buck
I'm fucked up, you fucked up, what?
Tell the niggers where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on top
I ain't talking about a name but my young boyz buck

I'm like a badge nigger, of the biggest ones
But if you're bitter son, I get a bigger gun
I rock a lot of juice and plus a lot of toos
I mean a lot of chops I make tomato soupe
If that's a beautiful day to put my diamonds on display
Wrecking yellow diamonds get your sun riders on the sun day
On a crusade on here, like I'm pushing juice
Getting money here my... no... on the scene
Batman call cat goes out the house
Took your eyes and your blouse
You a man or a mouse? Use a fucking mouse
Thug leo, all steal, every day's a drug deal
Every man is precious to me but the biggest all nigger

I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up
Tell the niggers where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on top
I ain't talking about a name but my young boyz buck
I'm fucked up, you fucked up, what?
Tell the niggers where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on top
I ain't talking about a name but my young boyz buck

Mama raised a killer, streets made me bigger
I'm that nigger behind the trigger
Trying to stash the chain off my co...
I'll get your jump stash shot if you want respect
Gucci, juice, who the fuck around?
Chickens go for dirty, all way around
I ain't bought a chicken and it came with biscuit
Our trap is a... calling... winner
Check my finger licking...
Chickens of a feather, chicken of a feather
Dirty rush hour trying to score a birdie
Chickens of a feather, chicken of a feather
Dirty rush hour trying to score a birdie.

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