Jack Boys Lyrics – OJ Da Juiceman
Singer: OJ Da Juiceman
Title: Jack Boys
I’m f#cked up, yes, you f#cked up
Tell the n#gg#s where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your #ss, put your chain on tuck
I ain’t talking about a name but my young boyz buck
I’m f#cked up, you f#cked up, what?
Tell the n#gg#s where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your #ss, put your chain on tuck
I ain’t talking about a name but my young boyz buck
For big picture OJ I put the gloves on
Bullets raining on you now here comes the thunderstorm
Couple n#gg#s down for murder four couple stripes, yes
So if I say it’s time to go then he goin die tonight
Brick squad, brick squad everything is brick squad, yes, yes
See in the snitch n#gg# (dead) make my dick hard
I never met a bully n#gg# that I couldn’t beat
It’s only one word I can’t take it’s defeat
I’m dying for my n#gg#s, my n#gg#s die for me
Like a midget to a train, ain’t no stopping me
I’m riding for my n#gg#s, my n#gg#s ride for me
I’m my brothers’ keeper all that we got is we
I’m f#cked up, yes, you f#cked up
Tell the n#gg#s where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your #ss, put your chain on top
I ain’t talking about a name but my young boyz buck
I’m f#cked up, you f#cked up, what?
Tell the n#gg#s where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your #ss, put your chain on top
I ain’t talking about a name but my young boyz buck
Tuck my chain in, that’s a no no n#gg#
Diamonds in my jewelry like snow cones n#gg#
For y’all jackers wait for this stone cold n#gg#
I be trapping, I be trapping bricks and Lbows n#gg#
I be doing we, we don’t take L’s n#gg#
Put a 4 way on your head, that’s a Crest deal n#gg#
Got me f#cked up, if you think the crest peel n#gg#
Now they treat you like potato cause we peel n#gg#
Then I walk around with stendos cause we peel n#gg#
Naw I ain’t no thief, but we steal n#gg#
I be trapping like a fool, right hand a whole milla
Brick squad n#gg#s
I’m f#cked up, yes, you f#cked up
Tell the n#gg#s where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your #ss, put your chain on top
I ain’t talking bout a name but my young boyz buck
I’m f#cked up, you f#cked up, what?
Tell the n#gg#s where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your #ss, put your chain on top
I ain’t talking bout a name but my young boyz buck
I ain’t the baddest n#gg#, or the biggest one
But if he bigger son, I get a bigger gun
I rock a lot of jewlsz and plus a lot of toos
I mean a lot of chops I make tomato soupe
It’s such a beautiful day to put my diamonds on display
Black and yellow diamonds catching sun rays on a sun day
Put a crease in your head, like I’m pressing jeans
Getting money here my… no… on the scene
Batman call catgirl out the house
Took your ice and your blouse
You a man or a mouse? Yous a f#cking mouse
Thug life, rob, steal, every day’s a drug deal
Every minute precious to me, bullets big, there’s mo n#gg#s
I’m f#cked up, yes, you f#cked up
Tell the n#gg#s where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your #ss, put your chain on top
I ain’t talking about a name but my young boyz buck
I’m f#cked up, you f#cked up, what?
Tell the n#gg#s where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your #ss, put your chain on top
I ain’t talking about a name but my young boyz buck
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