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letra de think they are - jackboy

[intro]
(kid hazel, you k!lled this)

[chorus: jackboy]
gotta watch these n-ggas around you, ’cause they might not be who you think they are
‘member she used to clown you, now she tryna come f-ck all on a star
my n-gga just got them pounds through, riding ’round town tryna dodge the narc
my other n-gga got your main boo, he gon’ f-ck that b-tch then break her heart
used to bring the stolos through now i’m pulling up in a new nascar
used to be an average joe but now i f-ck the baddest broads
turned up on these n-ggas, i don’t see me ever falling off
i know n-ggas hating so i got my n-ggas toting rods

[verse 1: jackboy]
catch an opp slipping, knock him out his tennis
down to catch a case, tryna get ahead of business
clean the block with the mop, i ain’t leaving no witness
claiming he a b-tch, show up in a n-gga kitchen
dior on me got me feeling blessed like a christian
came from sh-t and made millions
ran it up fresh out of prison
i’m a gift to the game, no riddle
f-ck your handout, i ain’t tripping
got his b-tch with me, i’m pimping
glock on me got a n-gga limping
glock on me, you could go missing
cartier on my vision
sh-tting on you n-ggas like a pigeon
she f-cking with you, she a duck, quack
i took her from you with a big sack
when i took her from you, can’t get back
you n-ggas broke as f-ck, need to fix that
yeah, you gotta watch your b-tch plus you gotta watch your dawgs too
just ’cause he say he real, that don’t mean he ain’t flawed too
just ’cause he tote a steel, that don’t mean he’ll pop you
only riding with the ones that i know gonna drop you
wanna be a hot boy, well, i got hot sh-lls
i’ll slap you with this pistol, don’t kiss and tell
n-ggas going police tryna send you to jail
n-ggas really hurt, you ain’t in no cell
[chorus: jackboy]
gotta watch these n-ggas around you, ’cause they might not be who you think they are
‘member she used to clown you, now she tryna come f-ck all on a star
my n-gga just got them pounds through, riding ’round town tryna dodge the narc
my other n-gga got your main boo, he gon’ f-ck that b-tch then break her heart
used to bring the stolos through now i’m pulling up in a new nascar
used to be an average joe but now i f-ck the baddest broads
turned up on these n-ggas, i don’t see me ever falling off
i know n-ggas hating so i got my n-ggas toting rods

[verse 2: denzel curry]
real sh-t, i don’t gotta act hard
know n-ggas throw hands in the backyard
no glove, no wraps or a mouthguard
you can swipe all day, but i pull cards
what i’m saying is i never had to do fraud
when the old girl working ’bout two jobs
when the old boy applied for a new job
so i guess that i’m blessed by the true god
see, back in the day, i would hop in the lexus, just me and my manager hoping it start
here in the present, i’m stacking my scrilla all off of the sh-t that i said from my heart
haters get mad when they see that you the big dawg, but they won’t bite and i bet they don’t bark
mad over hoes, you a motherf-cking simp, son, your n-ggas maggie and lisa and bart
i watch ’em all try to ether me, just because they cannot eat with me
i read the bible, i know ’bout betrayal, i get reminded by a jesus piece
perfect match, put my soul on beats, my brother with me, he gon’ hold the heat
doing things i supposed to do, to be that n-gga i supposed to be
zel
[chorus: jackboy]
gotta watch these n-ggas around you, ’cause they might not be who you think they are
‘member she used to clown you, now she tryna come f-ck all on a star
my n-gga just got them pounds through, riding ’round town tryna dodge the narc
my other n-gga got your main boo, he gon’ f-ck that b-tch then break her heart
used to bring the stolos through now i’m pulling up in a new nascar
used to be an average joe but now i f-ck the baddest broads
turned up on these n-ggas, i don’t see me ever falling off
i know n-ggas hating so i got my n-ggas toting rods

- jackboy

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