The Jacka - All We Do lyrics

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The Jacka - All We Do lyrics

[The Jacka] I'm a ice cold mack that's all I know Every b**h that I had gave me stacks fasho Heavy clout comin' out when I cracked my dome n***as rapped, but we was sellin' crack ya know And this is how the story go, met a rich cat he was movin' blow He knew that I was Jack, so he put me on He said he'll start a label then get me known Bought a new lab, new crib we gone AKs, SKs black with chrome Fresh tour bus, time to hit that road Can't take the world if you sittin' at home Got 3 mil cash, where should we go First stop was a lot f** with Young Gamble Never put the fire out, tell me all y'all know Told me never tire out in the cold a** world [Chorus] Better grind hard to keep up ya know Drive in a fast car to shake the boys in blue [?] man that's all we do In my old school, but the insides new In the hood gettin' high with my nig Laroo All the hoes love the mob so they just dip through Yeah we in a life of crime so don't leave no clues If they ever take you down don't tell em' the truth [Laroo] Cold tequila, you know the true religion gon' sag on the Fila Roll a cone let me tell you how the play start Amongst k**as, have money and heart Fumes, no fresh air We out here movin' pack from the time shares How we turn dope money to then playin' deals F-B-I profile criminals Tell me all you know, approached by a business man say he grow Got a line on the south if we make that hit He spend all the bread profit we split I clean house like a janitor, I make calls like a manager Peep the floor plan, still pushin' soft packs out a rap van [Chorus] Better grind hard to keep up ya know Drive in a fast car to shake the boys in blue [?] man that's all we do In my old school, but the insides new In the hood gettin' high with my nig Laroo All the hoes love the mob so they just dip through Yeah we in a life of crime so don't leave no clues If they ever take you down don't tell em' the truth [J. Stalin] It's the Livewire calico packa, I'm with The Jacka Ruegar on my hip, plus I'm off a couple smackers Knock a n***a down like a middle line backer I'm a West Oakland n***a, boy I make sh** happen Middle of the night, but n***a I'm still trappin' Banger in my drawers with another in my jacket Gettin' money is a habit way above average I'll Livewire murder for hire one of you ba*tards It get drastic we still in the gutta hoe Like my n***a 40 water, b**h I'm goin' federal I'm in love with the money, addicted to the lifestyle When the coke come in I need a snow plow That thang rang louder than a thunder cloud Get you some banana clips, cuz boy you in the jungle now Said that thang rang louder than a thunder cloud Get you some banana clips, cuz boy you in the jungle now [Chorus] Better grind hard to keep up ya know Drive in a fast car to shake the boys in blue [?] man that's all we do In my old school, but the insides new In the hood gettin' high with my nig Laroo All the hoes love the mob so they just dip through Yeah we in a life of crime so don't leave no clues If they ever take you down don't tell em' the truth

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