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the jacka - don't front on me lyrics

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[verse 1]
i do numbers but i’m still dope as f-ck
shortchanged by one of my runners cuz he was broke as f-ck
caught him at the store with his momma, and still woke him up
in the backseat with his brother he showed us where he was
soon as i pulled out the cannon i knew he’d open up
push soft, left his -ss standin’ because i owed him one
real sh-t sack on his face he ain’t know who we was
real n-ggas back in the place it’s time you show us love
when the dope sh-t went away you was searchin’ cuz
never sleep on us again move the newer drugs
can’t turn away from the game it’s all i ever knew
mob sh-t diss it my n-gga i’ll bury you
time tick it won’t wait, better hurry dude
crime sh-t, time up-state is what you never do
hard sh-t hold up a bank and hope i make it home
plans never go the way planned, so i never do em’

[chorus]
remember my name
30 on my lap, b-tch you know i’m the mayne
don’t front on me now, everywhere i go you know i’m gon’ hold you down
remember the nig..
burner and a mask b-tch you know what this is
it’s over my nig..
ever cross the mob i’ll bring the chop to ya crib

[verse 2]
open up my eyes.. will i close them? never
just reach the un-advised until they close forever
ain’t got too many tries, but here go another
a mill just on his deen and he is like my brother
i’m tryna walk the mustaqīm though i’m straight gutta
a pocket full of cheese bouta walk it straight through customs
out here movin’ caine, and we hardly trust each other
sh-t is unreal – treat him like my brother
he gon’ snake me still..
that’s because they lessons came from anger and obsession with being on some gangsta sh-t
hangin’ ’round them gangstas, but, you can never change some one
i pray so much n-gga my mother asked me what i done
thought i’d never tell her, all i ever knew was crime
i’m from the favela, i rep this thing it’s called the mob
it’ll last forever
n-ggas here don’t wanna die, so they do what i tell em’
people think i’m blind cuz’ i’m high and i’m a felon

[chorus]
remember my name
30 on my lap, b-tch you know i’m the mayne
don’t front on me now, everywhere i go you know i’m gon’ hold you down
remember the nig..
burner and a mask b-tch you know what this is
it’s over my nig..
ever cross the mob i’ll bring the chop to ya crib



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