The Jacka - True Mob lyrics

[Verse 1: The Jacka] JA, he ain't got a rhyme book With my n***a A smokin (?) Front a n***a Ron, gimme mine, 'fo yo time up b**hes on my line, I'm sippin lines, I ain't tryna f** Lil n***as (?) ride the world, see a giant comin' (?) never gotta tell my bulls fire somethin' n***as sell you dope they'll (?) like they can't die of somethin' Mind on a mill, they know I k** don't gotta hire gunmen k**as is around still I (?) for my love ones Send you to hell, n***as rat just cause they saw somethin' I hit a n***a pad, double back like I lost somethin' I'm sippin' Act but this is for whoever lost someone [Verse 2: A-One]