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letra de when i step then the door - the jacka

[verse 1:]
catch me in a h3
same place the grapes be
same place they laced me
in a cold war boy
can’t excape to safety
the first time i squeezed a trigga
cause a n-gga made me
second time i was out my mind man
gotta prove i’m (?)
set outside on the grind
even though its rainin
think about back in the day to the am
n-ggas wanna be me
sprayin n-ggas like grafitti
n-ggas send they guanas on the move cause they scared to meet me
the game ain’t fair yeah i used to let it cheat me
but never beat me
remember w-lly mack and young zeeky?
(?) james and (?) dog yeah they still wit me
that’s why i roll with fed ex and hosalazzi
flights all over the world i pay for everybody
been havin ks in the house since i stayed with mommy
kicked out the house found a kick in the couch
starin at the world through my rearview
thinkin bout what i’ve been through
[jacka: talking]
yeah you know, just a lot of sh-t man..lotta clappin n-gga (murda n-ggas)

[chorus:]
when i step through the door hoes blow me kisses
even though a n-gga cold off the surp and the prup n-gga
barely holdin on
go to war without a army
i make it on my own
bare face, head bussa even though i’m well known
black n-gga with a black trigga
creepin through your home boy

[verse 2:]
i was a kid the first time my sh-t was felt
people dont feel u n-gga so dont kid yourself
i’m off top with this sh-t like a (?)
ay b-tch set me up, i’m late as sh-t
on the real only treal n-ggas play this sh-t
i’m ill at raps like i made the sh-t
every day i wonder where the f-ckin (?) went
i’m purped out had enough of the same sh-t
windows up tacked out on the main strip
don’t trip on the jacka you’ll be mad at yourself
i call the strap a ham sandwich cause it’s bad for your health
you iced out but foreal under heat you’ll melt
[chorus]

[verse 3:]
the world is mine like scarface picture
got the 40 stock n-gga leave a large sp-ce in ya
i’m in sp-ce off the k!lla 26 inch wh-lla
amir and young jay i was fenced up with ’em
locked down for a year spread nothin but millions
trade war stories leavin lead stuck in n-ggas
30 rounds out he window like f-ck you n-gga
u gettin robbed cause you know you put your trust in b-tches(?)
i’m a prob fixin to get in the extortion business
learn from it
i’m a animal that eats with a full stomach
doin a 100 can’t take it back after i done it
that’s the gangsta sh-t all my n-ggas come with (feel me)
rich over night but i’m still me

[chorus]

- the jacka

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