The Jacka - 911 lyrics
rate meYeah what’s happening here boy
The devil’s here
I’m cheking every chain, pick you off like a nigga
Fresh home from tourching, down the dummest say it’s my queen
Rather do life in a bang before I write your name
Or let’s seak again to the white devil
Digging inch and go with shevel
Barring yourself dude
Couldn’t fuck the check but you cuz you swear the people felt you
A lot of nigga’s here for my whole day that felt through
Spend nights most of my life tryin not to feel you
It’s real when I tell you, I never let you down
Protect you in my life and try to make you smile
Thou we cort a size I’m caught up in the wrap,
Treat all I smoke, what up, what is the cpuld trip?
Fucking these cars of police
I’m gangster from the East
BAW BUT now fucking on my side in the streets
Swiped the hood double couple everybody eat
Cuz it’s good in this chief but it can’t breath
Not elever make the price on the past race
They still get high in the West
Our sukers let the ..spread
Bent ...but they halow when they in the way
Not eleven make the price on the past race
They still get high in the West
Our sukers let the ..spread
Bent ...but they halow when they in the way
Real name , Anthony, rebuild agaist my family
He preature couldn’t bridge me then ever understand me
Nothing less then the ave, I’m stuck in the sweat
But in time my turn eight I had a lesson to spread
I’m watching the world spin with close eyes
Nothing ever change, pray to the wrong guy
Feel strange I put my faith in the drugs
Feel pain and loosers in the closer place that you love
They ok, now put on the coke
Put a bullet in his brain I try to open this lane
The fans wanna smoke yo, I got the antidote
What bitch’s on my line? On the time I never answer those
Baby I’m just on the go, rock on Louie lose, on the coast try to sake for coke
Hop up for ball with a nigga and a flowty
knocking niggas down that’s the only life I know
Not elever make the price on the past race
They still get high in the West
Our sukers let the ..spread
Bent ...but they halow when they in the way
Not eleven make the price on the past race
They still get high in the West
Our sukers let the ..spread
Bent ...but they halow when they in the way
The streets keep calling I never answer back
Deep in the jungle in the bushes hang on my straps
Pose for that trap, what a bag with trap
Fans hit the cope, circle back and do the cabbage pack
This devil reject and build all over the world
I pow it rose all over your girl
If you put it on your gums thet go on
The coke I got so good I make a toast for
The part...still on the perle
Casting off, blusting off rock you soft
Damn shit, Gucci shit, damn I rock it all
I won’t shop a market street hardly catch me at the mall
I’m a drug dealer you need work?
Then never call just blow down with the paper and I put you on
Just stick down with the shit and I’mma stay to nig
Smoking pounds mooving bricks, feel my empty ricks
Not elever make the price on the past race
They still get high in the West
Our sukers let the ..spread
Bent ...but they halow when they in the way
Not eleven make the price on the past race
They still get high in the West
Our sukers let the ..spread
Bent ...but they halow when they in the way
Not eleven make the price on the past race
They still get high anyway
