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Da Real Gee Money "Jack Who" (Official Music Video)
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Lyrics

[Verse 1]
What up, B-Real?
TBG Gorilla Gang
Say Gee, you know if you bring that pistol, you know that's fire, ****
I ain't even trippin', I got that bitch on me
[Verse 2]
With that pistol, I'ma ride with it
If I get caught or down bad, I'm taking my fire with it
Ain't never slippin', dog, I gotta keep that iron with me
My momma pray for me, she know I'm living wild, ****, wild ****
[Verse 3]
Jack who? Take what? **** never
Mask up, spray something, go get the shovel
Flash out, we can take it to that level
Crash out, my G I'm really 'bout whatever
[Verse 4]
See, I'm out Silverleaf, that boulevard adopted me
Got a A+ at hitting licks and pulling robberies
We jack shit, we wack shit, no mask in broad day
Like Charlamagne, we untamed, might show up where you stay
Been wilding out my body since I beat my last case
If a **** get out they body, Quik gone put 'em in they place
Cruising through yo section with that pistol when I ride
Before I let a **** kill me, I'll rather do that fire
And how yo section thuggin' when yo big dog a rat?
All up in a **** paper, but not running to that lick
I ain't with that rap beefing, ****, I'm just stating facts
Boy, yo whole team pussy, all you bitch **** got jacked
[Verse 5]
Jack who? Take what? **** never
Mask up, spray something, go get the shovel
Flash out, we can take it to that level
Crash out, my G, I'm really 'bout whatever
[Verse 6]
Time to set the record straight
Let me get it clear
Sleepy, what's the business?
"Ain't none of these **** real"
Sorry, I just can't respect the fake (I can't)
Been done ran up on a ****
Slapped him dead up in his face (Pussy)
I'm warning you lil ****, it's over with if you play with us (You dead)
My **** robbers and killers, better put yo paper up (Lemme get that)
Ain't got no time for that back and forth and that this and that (Fuck it)
I'm a hustler, if I lose it, I get it back (True)
Shout out to Smooth, I'm with that fuck a **** (Fuck 'em)
I'm clutchin' pistols, you play with me, I'ma bust it, **** (Bang)
Don't trust a ****, you betta stay in your lane, man (Chill out)
We droppin' hits and killin' shit just like the Bangman (Bangman)
[Verse 7]
"I ain't even trippin', I got that bitch on me" (Dumb)
[Verse 8]
With that pistol, I'ma ride with it
If I get caught up or down bad, I'm taking my fire with it
Ain't never slippin' dog, I gotta keep that iron with me
My momma pray for me, she know I'm living wild, ****, wild ****
[Verse 9]
Jack who? Take what? **** never
Mask up, spray some, go get the shovel
Flash out, we can take it to that level
Crash out, my G, I'm really bout whatever (Dumb)
Written by: Garret Burton
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