Daz Dillinger

Daz Dillinger - Jack Move lyrics

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(feat. Big Syke, Kurupt, Outlawz)

[Big Syke]

Nigga You betta get cha money

Fuck dat I'm tired of bein broke Daz

Let's go get our chips

[Daz]

That nigga Daz on the street at a early age

Barely made it out da twelfth grade

But the man will still stay paid

Stayed away from the little homies who wanted to play basketball

All up on it money was fast life was all

These niggaz blew em and presumed it was all like cling

It seems it wont be long to buy a composite dream

Call up the homie Syke

Meet me at the market it's a heist

60 G's a piece its big money on the street gotta have it

Whenever I bone gotta make it better

Whether I'm rich or broke my eye is to stay clever

It's a jack move so motherfucker don't say nothin'

Stop the teller give up the cash bitch don't say nothin

Fatal pull up quickly wit tha ride

So we hop inside countin the money wit my dogs feelin high

Bought a new riviera oh deez from ?? on G's

Do whatever I feel Jackers know the deal

Keep the pistol loaded and cocked

Right now I move the block

When I kick fuck the whole hood is getting licked

Say what Dogg pound got love underground

Along with my homie from the town that bump the ground

[Big Syke]

I trapped inside my self I needa change my ways

Niggas get shot to death searchin for better days

Peepin out the heist pay the price if you wanna ball

After all get yo niggaz it's the final call

I can't stall Daz put me on the liquor hit

Cause I'm fed up and tired of that broke shit

Steady on the grind I got to get mine who wanna die

Starvin and broke don't multiply stay high

Im neck deep I cant sleep wit no dividends

I play to win livin in the sin will it end

So let the G ride slide county state to state

Cause I wont hesitate to distentigrate

One time evil mind thuggin cartel

I kill everybody in this motherfucker so give me the mail

I cant tell leave no witnesses I handle my business

Cause I'm full of that sickness Lets do this

[Chorus: Daz]

Its jack move

Muthafucka don't say nothin it's a jack move

Do you really think we bluffin it's a jack move

Give it up mothafucka it's a jack move

Do you really think we bluffin it's a jack move

[Kadafi]

Now as I position myself to the opposition my aim is stacked wealth

In this world of greed

Kadafi calm lyrical bomb easy get me fetully crucified

Like you was Jesus on the floor spread like diseases

Crack in the hemmy I stay cool locked in the semi

Automatic niggaz jumpin like acrobatics

When static eruct you stuck

Witout a fuckin bucket to piss in

For all you cowards that's dissin

Heres a bitch named glock for your nuts to be kissin

I said it just like the midnight moves

From nights to afternoon get cooked up like coke in a spoon

Protect your body from repeated shots from my fuckin shotty

Layin it down wit my road dawg Hussein Kadafi

Cuttin ya ear ta ear

Spinnin these niggaz headgear

Like I'm county bound

Whilein from tear ta tear

Shootin and poluttin this atmosphere

Wit cakes and aches awaits through the fuckin state

Tryin ta come up in this world cuz its money we make

[Napolean]

I got some niggaz back in jerzey and most of em dead

I got some killa niggaz in cali cuz most of em said

That when the jump lick lead

From murderton to the plauge we getting down for whats said

That its based on the feds

So nigga heres my documentary

Started in elementary

Nigga gotta speak soft to the street because it befriended me

Drinkin my hennesy listen to moonie cause hes schoolin me

Lickin shots at the cops bless the dead rest in peace ta boonie

Now its on cause like a reef I'm comin home

And when dem niggaz hit the streets we goin shoppin for chrome

Keep it known that I'm shootin and fuck the world I'm pollutin

If it keep pursuein ima turn my business to lootin

Near no nigga can stop me from bein young and cocky

Betta take me the way you see me or a mothafucka or drop me

Told my grams I'm a killa Bad boy n she feel it

My people told me bout the secretz of war I cant spill it

Got four four four dem hoes

Plenty counted for hoes

I'm Drinkin ginsing now watch me get this bitch out her clothes

See yall niggaz want more

What ima give you for sure

Is a couple hot ones to the dome and leave you creepin back home

My niggaz call me Napol move top for dem hoes

Thinkin of creepin on yo block to leave yo punk ass froze

My niggaz rose from they graves

Teach me how to dip strays

This thug life that I'm livin is like a game but it pays

[Chorus]

[Hussein Fatal]

What tha fuck you think this is hands up everybody spread em

First motherfucker move yaki kadafi wet em

Aint nobody getting out alive

If I don't get the amount I came for

Plus a motherfuckin ounce

And bounce cuz I'm on that kind of shit nobody knowin

Alias hussein everybody who look strange I'm blowin

I got the blood from ya body blowin haulin ass

With daz and money bags and the ass of the shottie showin

Play the hero I bring the heat to the street

Like Al pacino and Deniro eliminate twenty muthafuckaz to zero

Watch me the streets is black hockey rules of the game

To never let a cop top me

[Kurupt]

The jack is on from noon to the crack of dawn

Me and my niggaz storm attack vietnam swarm

You cant stop me I shoot with loot drop it

Rip ya arms out they socket

Cause you aint quick enough to empty ya pockets

The homies stole 10 G's is the plot

We got a lot at stake first nigga make a sound get shot

So I'm set no sweat never catch me sweatin

No regrets I aint regrettin all the shit that I'm gettin

And I keep my mind state clear

Posessin no fear

No need to look no further nigga I'm here

I gots da ammo

I also gots the ride ta roll

We gots the plot and got the route

That gets to the pot uve gold

Its good as go I'm in the position

Ready to unload all the ammunition

On spots count my riches hit the yaucht and go fishin

Then confuse of course it goes smooth

You at the right place the wrong time then its you and ya crue

It's a jack move...

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