Jack History

Lyrics

[Intro: Joe Blow] Fuckin' Jack History Month, nigga Miss my brother like a motherfucker Swear to God Wasn't too many like bro, you feel me? Probably won't be no more A real stand-up individual A man of honor, you feel me? A man of integrity Ayy [Verse 1: Joe Blow] FedEx just sent the message, bro, your package is near The bitches callin' me the GOAT 'cause, nigga, that's what I'm is We crossed the water, downed the suckers, then got back on the bridge I hope the bad shit that I did don't come back in my kids Keep two chains around my neck and a strap on my rib My cuz down for robbin' shit, judge just slapped him with ten Last trip, I guess I'll deal with God 'cause that was a sin The other skit was for the set, my nigga, this was revenge Doctor said it killed my kidneys, but I'm sippin' this ten I fucked around and caught another sucker slippin' again Told the bitch you need the fee before you sit in this Benz Let's hit the house and count it up so we can split up this lick Rest in peace my nigga Jack, you know we still with the shit You said the ho a piece of shit, so why you still with the bitch? Make sure you never use your bare hands when dealin' with Chris And me and Wooski get together, you know we killin' this shit, nigga [Verse 2: J1Hunnit] Yeah You send a ho to line me up, I'm killin' you and the bitch All a YN want for Christmas is a Glock with a switch Me and Mike was blowin' Jack, we thug like Lilo and Stitch, for real Harry Potter, pull this broom out, you think I'm a witch (Grrah) Bro just made the site crash, I had to work through the glitch Before another night pass, I want my opp in a ditch, for real (I want him dead) I'm on Lisbon with an ARP and twenty 'bows My fiend finna leave this trailer with a bloody nose (Bloody nose) Open up shop for big spenders, if you broke, it's closed (Closed) A ghetto child, when I get thirsty, hit the water hose Jarvo sent me pictures on the tablet in the prison Harpo, I make my cup color purple, got my urine gold (Got my urine gold) Probably slammed a couple niggas out, but I ain't never told (I ain't never told) Anything that come into this trap, know how to get it sold (Know how to get it gone) I like my bitches cold, she do niggas super bold I done met my quota twice today, can't make my wallet fold Bust-down chicken wings and party favors like the Super Bowl (Super Bowl) We got fifty flavors in this bitch, I'm countin' dinner rolls I get bread, I'm with the plug, he finna sneeze He just blessed me with a half a brick and twenty Cali P's (Blessed me) Probably think I got a thermal on, I pull up longsleeves I'm with Shizzle in the basement learnin' how to hang trees, nigga Rest in peace to Jack, we still MOB, nigga (R.I.P.) Rest in peace to Lil' Man, throw your B's, nigga (T.I.P.) Rest in peace to Corey Goodwin, throw your G's up (Long live) They don't make 'em like me and Blow no more, they need us (They need us) [Outro: J1Hunnit] Nigga, we what the game missin' 1Hunnit