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andre nickatina - say jack* lyrics

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[verse 1: the jacka]
yo, f-ck the radio
mob n-ggas ain’t nothing like you
double drums on every rifle
cross the mob they paralyze you
i drink hi-tech straight out the bottle
n-ggas can’t trap plus they desperado
come short next p-ss they gon’ catch the hollow
another thirty kicks i’ll be rich tomorrow
2 pints of actavis in my cargos
a b-tch ain’t gettin’ check she ain’t worth my convo
kaz still locked where the f-ck does the time go
nothing but real n-ggas like we come from the congo
real sh-t back (?)
b-tch n-gga get out same day i surprise him
y’all ain’t doin’ that how the f-ck is y’all mobbin’
hit your hood 6 traps leave nothin’ alive in

[hook: reign]

[verse 2: andre nickatina]

[hook]

[verse 3: reign]



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