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And dead black, and got some dead body funk, i got the hardware on the h r block
i think it s about time for a jack
i think it s about time for a jack
And the nigga nigga black, i m disappearin in the cut so he can t see me
I think it s about time for a jack, it s been a long time since i used my nine Got, and the nigga nigga black
Cause it s the mr, and the nigga nigga black
He stopped the shit and parked i m in the cut so he can t see me, keep on jackin and you know it don t stop, some niggas is cranked out
cause i m hazy
I think it s about time for a jack, i think it s about time for a jack Got, it s been a long time since i used my nine
i got 18 reasons in case he wanna try me
cause i got mine
and the nigga nigga black
cause i got mine
cause i told him i be buying deep
We don t want that, i know he ll have his shipment Got, what if he pulls a lick
He stopped the shit and parked i m in the cut so he can t see me, try and not to get stuck
you got yours
an og baller like this
He bout to get his mask cracked, i m rollin em up on the jack
Break niggas off automatic, look for the fat gat, you got yours
i m loc ed out behind the mask watchin the jack cash in
You got yours, he can t identify me Posse, and steady come through bustin like teddy
I ll murk you from the back, i think it s about time for a jack
It s been a long time since i used my nine, and the nigga nigga black Nine, and the nigga nigga black
You got yours, i m rollin em up on the jack Nine, cause it s the mr
Cause it s the mr, i think it s about time for a jack, it s been a long time since i used my nine
so now i m on the roll
Others might be dranked out, so let the bullshit cease
And got some dead body funk, just hollow point tips from my motherfuckin nine, leavin no evidence
i think it s about time for a jack
It s been a long time since i used my nine, and the nigga nigga black RBL, scattered duffel bag and briefcase
now i gotta come crazy
Then reached for the duffel bag, it s 8 30 on the dot
It was stashed inside the briefcase, i m disappearin in the cut so he can t see me
And the nigga nigga black, cause i might peel your fuckin cap back
Cause the po s already tryin to catch a nigga with a sack of crack, and the nigga nigga black
Two gloves and beanie, it s black c comin thru with the gat blastin
But i gotta go out like a soldier, and the nigga nigga black
Hoping i don t get stuck with a piece of steel, probably play with 25 to life with no motherfuckin slack Nine, i m plottin on this nigga i ve been watchin every fuckin day
and dead black
We still doin this shit, and the nigga nigga black, i m loc ed out behind the mask watchin the jack cash in
He s gonna have a shit fit, always throwin up peace but you like me in the least
He bout to get his mask cracked, probably play with 25 to life with no motherfuckin slack, and keep treatin niggas like fences
probably play with 25 to life with no motherfuckin slack
and keep treatin niggas like fences
You got yours, we still doin this shit
It s been a long time since i used my nine, you got yours
Cartwright coat with my rbl patch, i m disappearin in the cut so he can t see me