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letra de i dont c u - nojokejigsaw

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[intro]
it’s jack
ya, bang (x2)
uh-huh
yo, tell me what you gone do (x2)
free r (ya)
tell me what you gone do
free boo (ya)

[chorus: nojokejigsaw]
yo
tell me what you gone do
shots go right through your crew
l!ck down you, you, and you (you)
all my dogs in the field
some of them getting’ money, other them ridin’ round with a tool
runnin’ on you
hear that sh-t pop for your jewel, tell your b-tch she can get hit too
save that badman talk for your crew, ‘cause i’m really in the streets
n-gga, i don’t see you (nah)

[verse 1: nojokejigsaw]
all that tough guy talk get you hit
i rollin’ with some dawgs from the really f-cking 6ix-side
you b-tch n-ggas shoulda’ neva’ come out-side
had my cousin locked for a h0m–cide
you shoulda’ neva’ dissed man, that sh-t don’t, slide
still roll with n-ggas from the m-side
let a n-gga run up, then he gone die
(lie)
i hear these n-ggas talking
let’s be honest, you don’t want it
wa—walk up on your block, guarantee i hit my target
these n-ggas think they flossin’ ‘til i see ‘em, i’ll be honoured
run up on ‘em, sn-tch your sh-t, then i’m gone to the flea market
yo

[chorus: nojokejigsaw]
tell me what you gone do
shots go right through your crew
l!ck down you, you, and you (you)
all my dogs in the field
some of them getting’ money, other them ridin’ round with a tool
runnin’ on you
hear that sh-t pop for your jewel, tell your b-tch she can get hit too
save that badman talk for your crew, ‘cause i’m really in the streets
n-gga, i don’t see you
yo

[verse 2: s.dot]
tell me what you gone do
northside ‘vern, n-gga i don’t see you
real top dawgs, see me and my crew
i’ma do me, you can do what you do
get in the way, big gun make you move
hollows in the clip, guarantee i won’t lose
see me with 9 mm or a uz’
make it blow hot, make it drip, make it ooze
if you don’t find yourself on the news
been through it all, ain’t nothing i gotta prove
you already know that my n-ggas ride
malvern, empringham f-cking drive
always down to do a homicide
nah we ain’t like a lot of guys, still bad b-tches always wanna ride
when we pull up, they wanna come inside
it’s nojoke and i’m back in the flesh, with s.dot and we causing a mess
i need all these bands, cashing a check
gmg the gang, i be banging a set
think about money, ain’t nothing less
all i do is win, i ain’t tryna lose
when i’m in the streets, i don’t move lose
when i’m in the streets, i don’t see you

[chorus: nojokejigsaw]
tell me what you gone do
shots go right through your crew
l!ck down you, you, and you (you)
all my dogs in the field
some of them getting’ money, other them ridin’ round with a tool
runnin’ on you
hear that sh-t pop for your jewel, tell your b-tch she can get hit too
save that badman talk for your crew, ‘cause i’m really in the streets
n-gga, i don’t see you

[outro]
n-gga i don’t see you
nah

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