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Correct Jackin' 4 Joints Lyrics
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Brotha Lynch Hung
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Correct Jackin' 4 Joints
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(Brotha Lynch Hung) Roll me a motherfucking joint Check my gat nigga get my point 'cause I jack Roll on foos like vice and my nine milla meter ain't nathan nice I start jacking for blunts a black jacket and ones I get dank I'm sending niggas blood to the blood bank You better hook me up proper Or die from my loaded heart stopper Like nut smoking up blunt for blunt And one time you can take me if you check me if you want 'cause soon as I get my dank You know it ain't 10 minutes later for I'm planning my next gank And even if your down with my crew (conversation) (yo shut up man I don't understand this man, yo you get this motherfucka, I Jack him too) So hook it up Mo Green You know it's that gat pressing up against your motherfucking spleen Gimmie all that green bud or you'll be kicking up dust off the motherfucking Rug Straight jacket off to the next nigga Are. J. You better have a nate trigger I don't play nigga so give it up shit I got the same old nine that I blasted old Mo Green with foo Break yourself smooth Gimmie all that mexican s** and don't stress I got this shit handled Put about 10 of them sacks on a motherfucking panel And I'm out the back door Triple Six next victim 'cause foo I need a 4 O I'm might be kinda difficult But Ima need me a 12 gage and a trench coat Lil ride the door Triple Six in the room with some vannah on armed in the coat Telling everybody don't move I'm fiending Hit the ice box for the Old English Didn't have to use my gun Now I'm off to Green Haven I pop 8 3 1 nigga Jackpot ounce to the bounce Snatch 2 ounces then I bounce And whatcha can't faking on the way out I saw the keys to the jeep I might as well take it Nigga kept breaking next nigga M. C. Hobbs Foo start tripping so I put out the lights (2 gunshots) Took about 6 40's Now I'm back to the motherfucking duece while they look for me I'm in the creek getting butted and drunk A nigga hiting homeless with the dank And I could feel them niggas that I just ganked Coming up so I grab the gat nigga To my head shawnte' on the trigger Better do it before I send ya home Pop pop pop pop 4 to the dome (Shawna Coyle) Shit I really shot that motherfucka
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