a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

the jacka & ampichino - god speed lyrics

[verse 1: ampichino]
we are dr, put you the er
hit you with the back of the chop
make you see stars (-rarrrrrr-)
(?)
counterfeit it, i had a junkie test it, you
bought a pile of sh-t, he fell off
started shooting hop between his toes
(?)

[hook: the jacka & ampichino]
free my n-gga gap, free ren fetti
your wife on my d-ck but i rather cop heavy
god speed going light speed never let em catch me
f-ck over the jack make him wish he never met me
put my life on the line doing time in the belly
my n-gga need a sandwich tell him come to the deli
where every man wearing two chains get makaveli’d
and every man selling ‘cane to feed his family

[verse 2: the jacka]
i’m a muslim this a sunnah not a rozay beard
this a ar-ab, dark-lo, freeway beard
this sunni boy (?) beard
this a ampichin, suge knight finna take the plug right
now the b-tch n-ggas scared to take a risk love life
in the kick game, risk game, no love-life
taking everything while your lil man does life
its been a while but i know i’m dope
one way in this low sh-t no way out
no hanging out you come through here you must be buying c0ke
say you want the jets it must be all you smoke
young king barely read send a knock for everything i want
barely left the cage went straight back like a conk
no punk gonna play with me way in front
same day double back on him with the pump
trigger play is how a n-gga pay for what he done

[hook: the jacka & ampichino]
free my n-gga gap, free ren fetti
(?) but i rather cop heavy
god speed going light speed never let em catch me
f-ck over the jack make him wish he never met me
put my life on the line doing time in the belly
my n-gga need a sandwhich tell him come to the deli
where every man wearing two chains get makaveli’d
and every man (?) to feed his family

[verse 3: lee majors]
you looking into the eyes of a madman
(?)
cop heavy free ren fetti
(?)
my n-gga fresh out the pizza with
one left, he f-ck around he might
lose his whole life, i told him
slow down he might lose his whole life
might lose his family and his wife and kid
f-cking over the plug could get your -ss clipped
he stressed out stuck his whole face in a brick
monkey on his back (?)
hammer on his hip and i ain’t talking carpentry
(?)
and i would do the same d-mn thing, man it’s the mob in me

- the jacka ampichino lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS