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The Jacka
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Just Mob - the Jacka, Street Knowledge & Joe Blow
Yo, hey, Jay, yo, mafia nigga
Some parties of my line, who parties all the time
I won't make time for her, less she gives me her mind
I'm from a crazy hood, you can't save me blood
Cause I'm in a war, where you die for sure
If you make it here, that means you adore
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All the little things, that you lacked before
But I'm back you know, with my nigga
My nigga blow, weed is all we got
Look how far we got, never leave …
Clap my hundred drum, they believe us now
[Hook]
Just mob, we don't like nothing
Strapped, getting high, for my little brothers
Street job flow, everybody loves us
Streets is all we know, all we got in charges
Flash up like…who show you with some time
Right before your mother
I never had a time, for your life be thugging
To keep … we put keeps in our luggage
I'm in a customized coop with my bitch who coupertino
Salamander mazi flying like a suepr hero
Counting big chips like I live in a casino
With a chrome desert eagle that will knock you peacock
Real lethal weapon, bullets knock you out like dibo
We don't give a motherfuck unless you talking bout …
Nigga kind sour, she creeping, I might do her
But I better not catch her tryna sneak on my computer
Snooping for the bank statements, see if I ain't faking
Whip paint, 2 shades, darker than some baked bacon
It's a lot of niggas hating with straight faces
That's why I keep, all my fetties buried in a safe basement
Paralock in a treasure chest with golden rope chains
You ain't even on my level yet
Better yet, you don't really wanna get your sweater wet
Mac 11, clapping hella metal at your Chevrolet
[Hook]
Just mob, we don't like nothing
Strapped, getting high, for my little brothers
Street job flow, everybody loves us
Streets is all we know, all we got in charges
Flash up like…who show you with some time
Right before your mother
I never had a time, for your life be thugging
To keep … we put keeps in our luggage
I wake up in the am to get me some head
From the later days in and leave my bitch some bread
Just to eat, a little tree is sob
That's why I'm in a different form in every day of the week
Huh, and every day that thang stay on me
And don't pass me shit if it ain't og
From the pole a half brick, up in the 8 piece
Smoking on a half pete, tryna ease my mind
I'm the last of my era, they don't breed my kind
Know my bitch so good, I could read her mind
Know she make all the money, everything is mine
Got syrup on deck if you need the line
Everyday I gotta sip or I start to feel sick
Come from nothing to something and you start to feel rich
I know on my mob niggas gonna feel this
Cause pain and revenge is all I'm filled with
[Hook]
Just mob, we don't like nothing
Strapped, getting high, for my little brothers
Street job flow, everybody loves us
Streets is all we know, all we got in charges
Flash up like…who show you with some time
Right before your mother
I never had a time, for your life be thugging
To keep … we put keeps in our luggage.
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