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letra de neva be the same - the jacka

[hook: the jacka]
came from the dope game
travel with the chop
and when i hit the scene, we gon change the d-mn ga-ame
mind gone insane
travel with the cocaine
when it hit the streets, it’a never be the sa-ame
came from the crack era, if i ever seen terror
that was it, times better now because i’m rich as ever
why sleep ever? pray that you can reach our lеvel
got so much paper now, nothing that wo-would preparе us

[verse 1: laroo]
jump out the grand black, mo dope, we pushin that
i know they watchin me, my turf on lock and key
i get the bad b-tch, zoom in to grab a shot
move in the third lane, i’m rich as ever mane
staring at the world through the eyes of a ceo
homies dead, a few in jail, life is a keeper sco’
didn’t lie when i told him i was taking flights
really took a flight, now my kids gon’ be alright
if i ever seen shinin, make it out the hood grindin
dealin from the runaway, challenge what the people say
sk!ll double up, make a dollar even in a drought
now the little homie asking me to put his album out
[hook: the jacka]
came from the dope game
travel with the chop
and when i hit the scene, we gon change the d-mn ga-ame
mind gone insane
travel with the cocaine
when it hit the streets, it’a never be the sa-ame
came from the crack era, if i ever seen terror
that was it, times better now because i’m rich as ever
why sleep ever? pray that you can reach our level
got so much paper now, nothing that wo-would prepare us

[verse 2: the jacka]
mollywhopping like propellors
brides stoppin with they fellas
just to get a peep of that v, filled up with a felon
chedda thugs, here we was dippin through the intersections
thinkin bout life…wishin they would free my n-ggas
blinded by the white, now i’m fightin cases
praying for some light where it’s dark, and they hate us
dough gettin short, they be-ay tryna play us
every second counts, sniffin yay, tryna stay up
the world movin fast, ain’t n0body tryna wait up
look into my eyes; story in my cold stare
thinkin bout life…boy it’s sh-tty, what is fair?
n-ggas be like “jack, can you please be our may-or?”
[hook: the jacka]
came from the dope game
travel with the chop
and when i hit the scene, we gon change the d-mn ga-ame
mind gone insane
travel with the cocaine
when it hit the streets, it’a never be the sa-ame
came from the crack era, if i ever seen terror
that was it, times better now because i’m rich as ever
why sleep ever? pray that you can reach our level
got so much paper now, nothing that wo-would prepare us

[instrumental]

- the jacka

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