realrichizzo - mr jog lyrics
[intro]
dumb ways to die, so many dumb ways to die (so many)
dumb ways to die, so many dumb ways to die (i’m smokin’ straight out the pack, uh, thrax)
belt gang sh+t
uh+huh
ain’t gettin’ in if you ain’t flamed up, n+gga
gang
[chorus]
you work a nine+to+five, we catch n+ggas at they j+o+b (uh+huh)
see an opp, i’m jumpin’ out, i’m mr. j+o+g
jog, we ain’t shootin’ out no car, we finna stay on feet (jump out gang)
i’m tryna walk this rapper down, but he stay ot
[verse]
walk+downs, i do walk+ups (i do walk+ups)
we go off rank, you gotta drive if you ain’t caught one (if you ain’t caught one)
you be catchin’ n+ggas out and still ain’t caught nothin’ (still ain’t caught sh+t)
i been layin’ n+ggas down, i just lost one (rip mb)
ayy, n+ggas changed up, another opp got dropped, they tryna blame us
you ain’t gettin’ in this b+tch if you ain’t flamed up, boy
you ain’t never hit four opps in the same month
dirt just took a n+gga glock, i got the same one
my opps been gettin’ blew at
she heard i did that to her friend, she tryna do that
n+gga said he throwin’ at me and got threw at
i can’t name one of my opps that i ain’t shoot at, n+gga
i thought he moved ’til fat dm’d me with his drop, that n+gga still there (i’m on the way)
he ain’t die, but we put him in a wheelchair (hah)
sittin’ on they block, i seen the boys and i’m still here (i ain’t movin’)
shot an opp and hit his bm in my drill gear (n+gga)
where your friends at? i got them k!llers with me (belt gang)
in my glo, i ain’t met a n+gga realer than me (glorilla)
faced an opp, rip mike, he was drillin’ with me (rip mb)
my b+tch know i hit her sis, she still dealin’ with me (i’m him)
i just took a n+gga chop and put a body on this b+tch, huh
jump out gang, i got my body out the whip (jump out gang)
popped a n+gga up, threw his body out the whip
i be buggin’ up, boy, i’m out my body on this b+tch, n+gga
[chorus]
you work a nine+to+five, we catch n+ggas at they j+o+b
see an opp, i’m jumpin’ out, i’m mr. j+o+g
jog, we ain’t shootin’ out no car, we finna stay on feet
i’m tryna walk this rapper down, but he stay ot
[outro]
n+gga
know what the f+ck goin’ on
uh+huh
belt gang sh+t
n+gga, i’m mr. j+o+g
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