Wooh Da Kid Jackboyz lyrics

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Jackboyz by Wooh Da Kid 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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