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letra de jack n the box - lazer dim 700

[intro]
f-ck

[verse]
n-gga f-cked up when he showed me the stash
i can’t help it, i make sh-t hot
you the lookout, you never got the glock
you the lookout, you never got the fye
i terrorize sh-t and i don’t know why
vacuum seal, gotta secure the package
n-ggas be hoes, i can tell how they actin’
you scared the threat gon’ get you took out
you tired of bein’ a b-tch, bein’ a lookout
pop out like jack in the box
n-ggas said it’s smoke so we whackin’ new opps
sh-t i got gon’ whack a n-gga skin, now he be movin’ funny
f-ck, know wе gotta duck off the v
park the box in the back
f-ck boy knеw they weren’t on that
now we havin’ blast, n-gga want smoke wit’ fast
you won’t chop a f-ckin’ opp, show me what you do
lil’ buddy be head first inside the field, he don’t even tie his shoes
i don’t give a f-ck, i told my gang to beat you in yo’ face
yo’ face a punching bag
everybody gon’ run home, everybody gon’ be put up
one of y’all make me mad
big ass gun hangin’ out of my pants, i sag
f-ck n-gga goin’ out sad
how the f-ck these n-ggas f-
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck
how the f-ck these n-ggas in the field?
they ain’t bump into them yet
lil’ buddy done been there, earned his stripes
i made him draw down on some vets
n-gga had that bl!cky for a while but you ain’t even shot it yet
what the f-ck you doin’? i ain’t even have my zaza
what the f-ck i’m doin’?
come to the dead end, you wanna get yo’ pills off
protectin’ my cousin, wanna take my other cousin off
he ain’t even know i had my fye, i up on one of y’all
take a n-gga za then i get it off
too many drugs, i’m high as f-ck now i be geeked up
feel like i’m finna go lift off
you ain’t never went and got change from the arab
counterfeit money, n-gga gave them rip-offs
lil’ fast them can’t do nun’ but show you the real
everyday bl!ck in the field
d-mn eye, lemme control it
when on that smoke i get on my burner, i’m trollin’
think i ain’t got it ’cause i’m on my side
n-gga know i got my pow
bl!ck made loud sounds, i’m over exaggeratin’ like wow
lil’ gang better not interrupt me and say
a n-gga want smoke right now
n-gga better not interrupt me in my song
f-ck, f-ck
make that boy disappear magic
d-mn slow down lil’ fasty, everything you make classic
i don’t even give no f-ck if it’s fake
long as it don’t feel like plastic
n-gga got checks, he link in the bank
we waitin’ outside ’til he cash it
all of these other n-ggas look like hoes
why you want beef wit’ lil’ fasty?
i’m tellin’ you these n-ggas run with them folks
and wire tapped to him under his coat
label better not try and offer me pieces and pieces
i want the whole lil’ loaf
i got my fye tucked in the wind
been outside, can’t bring this in
i love what they did with the black on the brand new gens
that sh-t match my skin
[outro]
f-ck, f-ck

- lazer dim 700

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