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    "Jack Who, Take What" Lyrics

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    [B.G.]

    (whoa, shit ain't gon' happ')

    Look, I just come from outta town, nigga broke in my crib

    Disrespect where I live, 20 g's up for who he is

    He don't have the slightest mothafuckin' idea - who he dealin with

    Ahh he don't know how real it get

    He gonna get his wig split, looked over the bricks - got nothing

    But I don't play nigga, try'na take mine from him

    For him ta know I was gone - know I wasn't home

    Somebody had ta be inorder that I know

    Time ta go in the closet, with a ride or die fit

    Black hood - Girbauds - ski mask and Reebok classics

    It's spreading 'bout them 20's - somebody gonna talk

    Give it 3 or 4 days for it ta come out the dark

    Hoe what I told ya, niggaz can't pull me ta the side

    He ain't lying - I had the vibe, it was a pro-blem of mine

    But for me, he showed, wasn't no love in him

    So I ain't hesistate ta put them fuckin' slugs in him

    (Hook 4x - [B.G.])

    Jack who, Take what, from who, not me

    Slip and think you can sleep - after fuckin' with B.G.

    [Turk]

    (Look, Look, Look)

    Nigga know I got that work - so he plottin' and watchin'

    Try'na see when I'm gone - so he can break in my house and

    I'ma bake a cake for him, make him think I'm outta town

    I know he here hustlin' I'm on my monkey talkin' loud

    Tellin' my round not be there pick me up from the 'port

    On my way ta Nashville, 10 bricks I'm gonna score

    Prolly get a lil' dope, 'cause that dope make more money

    20 dollars for a bag, Half-a-gram for a 100

    This nigga just don't know, I'm on top of my game

    Shoulda kept it too himself but instead he told Elan

    Better get that nigga Turk, so I got ta bust his brains

    If I let that nigga slide, he gonna try ta do it again

    Gatta handle mine, gatta get rid of him quik

    Bust him up fast, throw him in the lake then split

    Jack who, take what, from who, not me

    Get a bullet in ya head leave that ass on the street

    (Hook 4x - [Turk])

    Jack who, Take what, from who, not me

    Slip and think you can sleep - after fuckin' with Teke

    [Lil' Wayne]

    (aight)

    Okay let me explain, been sittin' on 5 bricks of cocaine

    Since the drought came

    Niggaz be constantly blowing me up try'na cop thangs

    But the prices remain 10

    I don't change it or curve it - I just slang it and serve it

    You see the game is got these niggaz hurtin'

    The money's nervous, so they try'na get at me for service - Let's make it happen

    I'm only askin' for dime a ki' - 5 for half

    Quarters go 3 - you do the rest of the math

    And nigga offer me 55 so I figure he ballin'

    But at my prices the average hustler with dough can afford

    But I'ont know this ol' nigga so I'ma tax him 60 g. bandits

    The extra 5 for shippin'-n-handlin'

    When I met him, he in all black, talking 'bout he be back

    Told me ta stay here while he get the stacks

    Fuck is you ignorant

    I cocked the Mag back quik, and knocked off his ligaments

    Jack Wayne, not player that's ridiculous

    (Hook 4x - [Lil' Wayne])

    Jack who, Take what, from who, not me

    Slip and think you can sleep - after fuckin' with Weezy

    [Juvenile]

    I told Ris, when my life at night with this dope

    I had a bitch, I kinda like ta bite

    The bitch broke with my shit

    Oh yeah - I'ma found out where she at

    She ain't selling none of that, look I need ta get that back

    I'ma pay my people, what I owe them, 'cause I know them

    And shit a get real fast,and I might have ta show them

    I ain't gon' let the bitch walk, like everthing is super either

    She done change the I-den-tity and acting as two people

    A smart bitch, but fucked up in the game

    'cause I found out her source, ta get enough of the same

    Quickly, got the location and bust up his brains

    Click on the 5 o'clock news, they ain't mention his name

    Gatta, clear head - this for the time being

    'cause these bitches right around me

    Be the ones that mind's sceaming

    I sell brown ta you's frown nigga

    Fuck how you feel - ain't no rules now nigga

    (Hook 4x - [Juvenile])

    Jack who, Take what, from who, not me

    Slip and think you can sleep - after fuckin' with Juve

    (Outro 3x- [Juvenile])

    Jack who, Take what, from who, not we

    Slip and think you can sleep - after fuckin' with H.B.'s

    Is you crazy?

    Author: CaTasHtRoPhE21@aol.com
    This song was submitted on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Christopher Dorsey, Ronna Griffin.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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