Wooh Da Kid - Jack Boyz lyrics

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Feat. Gucci Mane

I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up

Tellin' niggas where you stash, you just blew your luck

Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on tuck

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 tuck

I ain't talking about a name but my young boyz buck

For big Gucci, OJ I put the gloves on

Bullets raining on you now here comes the thunderstorm

Couple niggas down to murder for a couple stripes, yes

So if I say it's time go then he gon' get a knife

Brick squad, brick squad everything is brick squad, yes, yes

Seein a snitch nigga dead make my dick hard

I never met a bully nigga that I couldn't beat

It's only one word I can't take it's defeat

I'm dying for my niggas, my niggas die for me

Like a midget to a train, ain't no stopping me

I'm riding for my niggas, my niggas ride for me

I'm my brothers' keeper all that we got is we

I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up

Tellin' niggas where you stash, you just blew your luck

Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on tuck

I ain't talking about a name but my young boyz buck

I'm fucked up, you fucked up, what?

Tell the niggas where you stash, you just blew your luck

Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on tuck

I ain't talking about a name but my young boyz buck

See my chain mayne, that's a no go nigga

But these diamonds in my jewellery it's like snow cones nigga

For you jagger wait yo for this stone cold nigga

I be trapping, I be trapping please say elbows nigga

all we do is win, we don't take L's nigga

We go four way on your head, that's a ... to you nigga

Got me fucked up if you take the quest for you nigga

Now they treat you like potato we peel niggas

Then I walk around screamin' we peel niggas

Now I aint no thief, but we steal nigga

When I'm trapping like a fool, Right hand full nigga, now its Juiceman 32 and Bricksquad nigga

I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up

Tellin' niggas where you stash, you just blew your luck

Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on tuck

I ain't talking bout a name but my young boyz buck

I'm fucked up, you fucked up, what?

Tell the niggas where you stash, you just blew your luck

Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on top

I ain't talking bout a name but my young boyz buck

Im not the baddest nigguh , or the biggest one

But if he bigger son , I get a bigger gun

I rock a lot of jewels and plus a lot of tools

I mean a lot of chops I make tomato soup

It's such a beautiful day to put my diamonds on display

Black and yellow diamonds catch your sun rays on a sunday

Put a crease

on ya head, like I'm pressing jeans

Givin' money to my robbers them hitlers on the scene

Batman call cat goes out the house

Took your ice 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, bullets big as bo deal, its Gucci, big Gucci

I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up

Tellin' niggas where you stash, you just blew your luck

Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on tuck

I ain't talking about a name but my young boyz buck

I'm fucked up, you fucked up, what?

Tellin' niggas where you stash, you just blew your luck

Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on tuck

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 neck

I'll get you chumps stabbed, shot if you want respect

Gucc, juice, who the fuck around?

Chickens go for thirty, all way around

I just bought a chicken, and it came wit biscuits

Our trap is a dry school, call it missin winner

Trigger finger lickin', don't tolerate no snitches

Brick Squad trappin', chickens in our kitchen

Chickens go for 30, chickens go for 30

30 rag shawty, tryin' score a birdie

Thanks to floss nation for correcting these lyrics