The Jacka - Won't Be Right lyrics

[The Jack:] Knock your teeth down your throat Sixty G's in my Raiders coat All trap money Split the sea in my speed boat I live in the Bay, it's a place that never need dro I can guarantee the best tree they ever seen befo Really I'm the only muthaf**a that you need to know Bendin' corners, call the corner, they ain't getting nothin' 30's on my Cutla**, we the dumbest, we be sittin' up From the block, have heart had guap, remember that The law of da P allowed to speak unless you peeled a cap Remember me, did it all for the M-O-B Seein' sh** you dream to see It's the life, it won't be right 'til my n***as free You know 'm sayin' We'd save the world, but I am just a man And want to sleep on the truth but I overstand You should know the ropes, I shouldn't have to hold your hand Being broke is a life I'll never live again [Chorus:] ~The Jack~ IT'S THE LIFE, IT WON'T BE RIGHT TILL MY ni**a'S FREE IT'S THE LIFE, IT WON'T BE RIGHT TILL MY ni**a'S FREE SMOKE TREE AND AIM MY MAC AT MY ENE-MIES I JUST WANNA CLAP ALL MY ENE-MIES ni**aZ RAP BUT THEY COULDN'T SEE US IN THEIR DREAMS ni**aZ RAP BUT BOY WE ACTIVE WITH THE HEAT GETTIN RICH MUTHAfu*kA, I NEVER SLEEP WE YOUNG MUTHAfu*kAS AND WE RUN THE STREETS [Cellski:] Thang on my waist 50 in the safe Another hundred racks just sittin' in the bank My money stay long and yours don't grow My b**hes get money and yours don't ho They call me Cellski, Big Mafi the Don I done knocked more hoes than Magic Don Juan Sittin in my Cadillac, blowing on bomb Ridin' around Vegas with a suite at the Palms Hopped out the whip, dank in hand Ran up on the boy, had to clap that man These streets ain't safe so I keep my thang Had to clap at a n***a, he try to snatch my chain Moved a lot of c**aine, made a lot of drug deals This how a thug feels Tryn'a see $1 mil My gun stay on me at all times I stay heated with the four five or the Glock nine [Chorus:] ~The Jack~ IT'S THE LIFE, IT WON'T BE RIGHT TILL MY ni**a'S FREE IT'S THE LIFE, IT WON'T BE RIGHT TILL MY ni**a'S FREE SMOKE TREE AND AIM MY MAC AT MY ENE-MIES I JUST WANNA CLAP ALL MY ENE-MIES ni**aZ RAP BUT THEY COULDN'T SEE US IN THEIR DREAMS ni**aZ RAP BUT BOY WE ACTIVE WITH THE HEAT GETTIN RICH MUTHAfu*kA, I NEVER SLEEP WE YOUNG MUTHAfu*kAS AND WE RUN THE STREETS [The Jack:] s**a why you frontin', people never come through Cause we k** n***as for nothin', they still muthaf**in' love us Don't ask around, 'less you wanna drown in the delta Let a hundred go, n***as scrounge around for shelta Everywhere we go, least 30 in the hammer b**hes love my gangsta, when before they couldn't stand us See my posin' for the camera Yeah the damn magazines It's the life, it won't be right 'til my n***a's free! [Cellski:] I'm on the turf with the hammer on me Like a cameraman, gotta keep a canon on me K with the 'nana on me Them alpha boys watchin, but we keep hustlin' n***as still funkin' so we keep bustin' Ain't no love in these streets no mo' I live the fast life n***a, why yo' life slow? Gettin' money is the object I made a hundred thousand dollars out them Frisco projects (Chorus, The Jack) IT'S THE LIFE, IT WON'T BE RIGHT TILL MY ni**a'S FREE IT'S THE LIFE, IT WON'T BE RIGHT TILL MY ni**a'S FREE SMOKE TREE AND AIM MY MAC AT MY ENE-MIES I JUST WANNA CLAP ALL MY ENE-MIES ni**aZ RAP BUT THEY COULDN'T SEE US IN THEIR DREAMS ni**aZ RAP BUT BOY WE ACTIVE WITH THE HEAT GETTIN RICH MUTHAfu*kA, I NEVER SLEEP WE YOUNG MUTHAfu*kAS AND WE RUN THE STREETS