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Master P

Some Jack

 

Some Jack

(álbum: The Ghettos Tryin To Kill Me! - 1994)


[Verse 1]
Hit the block sideways with the lights off
On 23rd a young bitch about to get tossed
Straight jocking the triple golds I was rolling on
Car full of smoke as I tried to get my perk on
Straight doulja, sipping on gin and juice
Late night creeping as a motherfucker get loose
On my way to Berkley with this hoochie
Non-stop to the motherfucking jacuzzi
Didn't have latex so I stopped at 7-Eleven
That's when I knew the P was marked for a 211
Hoe kept looking over her motherfucking shoulder black
That's when I seen them fools roll up in the Cadillac
And like Bone say them bitches holla hoo-ride
But I ain't going out in a fucking homicide
And the closer they got I grabbed my gauge
Slapped the bitch, I know this shit will make the front page
I'd rather leave them hoes bleeding from they ski masks
Then find a P caught up in a fucking bodybag
And most these hoes ain't nothing but sluts
Slip a nigga that ass and die for the guts
But I didn't panic when them hoes was riding deep
I remained calm just like a g
And as I break them hoes off in a silent rage
Fish tilled back to the Ritz with my 12 gauge
Gat smoking, I ain't joking
Left them fools on the ground face with they heads open
Blood dripping from them bitches like a waterfall
The bitch screaming, but I'm gone fuck them all
Got some head from the bitch as I dropped her off
To the house, nah nigga to the county morgue

[Chorus x4]
You better watch your back
Cause some of these hoes jack

[Verse 2]
3 o'clock on a Saturday damn it is a good day
Sunny than a motherfucker, bitches hanging out
Clock the nice grip, hit the cut than strip
Seen a bitch on the solo looking for this negro
Dipped to this side got the information
Went to call her up hooked it up
I think she fiening for the bone
I set it up for the nina and its 8:53
I hit the block up the top perking off the Hennessy
Got inside the joint, man this bitch major thick
Rushed her to the room bounced up on the bitch major quick
Busted me a quickie out of the door I'm ready to go
Steadily creeping from the back was a bitch with the mac
Put the chopper to my dome wanted my scratch and my ??
And I'm thinking to myself what the fuck's going on
Get jacked by a bitch fuck this
I pulled out my 80 and dumped six shots to her gut
Before the hoe got the bitch for ??
She riding in a station wagon black
For trying to jack

[Chorus x5]

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