Gucci Mane – Jack Boys Lyrics

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I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up
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
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


For big picture OJ I put the gloves on
Bullets raining on you now here comes the thunderstorm
Couple niggas 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 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
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 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 top
I ain't talking about a name but my young boyz buck


If I die in here there's a no no nigger
... down is in my jury 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 nigger
I be doing we, we don't take airs nigga
We go forth for your head, that's a ... to you nigga
Got me forth ... if you take the quest for you nigga
Now they treat you like potato ...we peel nigga
Then I walk around we stand ... we peel nigga
Now I have no feet, but we steal nigga
When I'm trapping like a fool, I ain't handle the whole miller
Brick squad niggas

I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up
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
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

I ain't the baddest nigga , 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
Wrecking yellow diamonds get your sun riders on the sun day
On a crusade on here, like I'm pushing juice
Getting money here my ... no ... on the scene
Batman call cat goes out the house
Took your eyes and your blouse
You a man or a mouse? Use a fucking mouse
Thug leo, all steal, every day's a drug deal
Every minute precious to me, bullets big, theres mo niggas

I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up
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 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 top
I ain't talking about a name but my young boyz buck

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