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The Jacka
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Lost My Way (feat. Carey Stacks)
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This shit CRAZY, BOYYYYYYYYY
this beat, almost here
hammer young, they follow dem
to the crib and hollow dem
where we live, its going down
where we live is not ok
but, its bread here so we stay
NO, the bread won't go away
look around, they know J.A.
whip POW by the solar ray
2000 on the Golden Gate
top down through the Golden State
sun ray screamin' off my paint
sun ray through the solar panel
KILL YA SELF, you don't know my handle
i ain't never gave a whole Nathaniel
rest in peace to the young Bo Daniel
Dan G he was like a family
King Freak just like my family
Mac Dre just like a family
my nigga Puma, never petty
Brick City
Clips empty
My Kids gon have a rich history
from this victory, niggaz whisperin'
get outta line and i'm 30 dickin' 'em
ALL HAIL J.A. LONG LIVE THE KING
woke up 1 day livIn' all my dreams
why you fake niggaz don't live at all these days
gIt wit Islam when i thought i lost my way
here the Jack come now you knowin' you lost your taste
cuz this shit is pure, getting high on a mirror
higher than Aaliayh, flyer than Top Gear
smoke a million Raw's, but it don't stop there
i don't really care cuz its just not fair
bout to wake up the hood but its kids out there
hate my enemy, even his out there
we the MOB, gotta stand by the rules that i wear
on our sleeve to achieve, be the roles that we playing
in my young niggz life, so the MOB always win
Real niggaz always win, but we still gotta die in the end
You niggaz off
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right now, we on
ya'll suppose to keep up
what the fuck you doin'
all cars get better
all the bands keep growin'
fake better than JACK?
kinda drugs you doin'?
fake better than Stacks?
kinda drugs you doin'?
ice and that triple stack, even though its snowin'
living life so we live our life, everyday straight pourin'
this beat straight going
me and Jack trap even if it's snowing
got 50 in the mac, but you niggaz ain't knowin'
we'll leave yo ass flat and just keep on rollin'
26's
plenty bitches
got instagrams and we ain't takin pictures
ain't riding around with no bitch-ass niggaz
if the bands on your head then the Mob gonna get ya
100 in the drum so your goons die with ya
you ain't never did no real shit
you ride up on my side of town
you get trigger happy and just kill shit
girl scouts, i'm real lit
me and Jack finna pour a brick
put your Chev up, we on some foriegn shit
your life is way too boring BITCH
this the field that we scoring in
and we in the game that never ends
You niggaz off
right now, we on
ya'll suppose to keep up
what the fuck y'all doin'?
all cars get better
all the bands keep growing
fake better than JACK?
kinda drugs you doin'?
fake better than STACKS?
kinda drugs you doin'?
ice and than triple stack, even though its snowin'
living life so we live our life, everyday straight pourin'
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