Jack Boyz

Lyrics

[Intro] Ooh, Team Eastside [Verse 1: Damedot] Ayy, I heard the Jack Boyz lookin' for me (Lookin' for me) Two 40s, two choppers, bitch, it's nothin' to me Yeah, I said this shit already, but I really mean it (Yeah) Sell blow and hard like the fuckin' cement (Let's go) Team East in this bitch, we a bunch of G's (Ghetto Boyz) Y'all niggas came to play like Chuck E. Cheese (Lil' niggas) My niggas came to ball, where the black bottoms? (Where they at?) Came with my nigga Duke, he bought the black bottom (Let him know) Just hung up with billions, 'bout to take shit over (Yeah) If you niggas need a brick, call Baking Soda (Blrrt) If you need a pint of lean, nigga, call me (Call mе) Temper short, money long likе tall tees (Gang, gang, gang) [Chorus: Damedot] Money bring power (Money bring power) Money bring jealousy, money bring hate (Hate) These niggas fake (These niggas fake) Money bring hoes (Hoes) Money bring them killers to a bitch nigga door (Glraat) I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) Niggas talkin' 'bout work, we done sold plenty [Verse 2: Team Eastside Snoop] I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Go on, try) But if this play make it back, I'd be up fifty (Bands) If I ball, my nigga ball, nigga, dunk with me Always got the lowest prices, nigga, fuck with me (Fuck with me) Word on the streets Ghetto Boyz droppin' soon (Yop) Fuck killin' pussy niggas, we'd drop the goons Team East green guys, nigga, the makahoons (My niggas) Got throwaway money, went and shopped at June I could ride white buffs with the gold trimming Wanna talk about work? I done sold plenty (Sold everything) Got that shit movin' fast, no hemi (You hear me?) More money, more problems, more cents [Chorus: Damedot & Peezy] Money bring power (Money bring power) Money bring jealousy, money bring hate (Hate) These niggas fake (These niggas fake) Money bring hoes (Hoes) Money bring them killers to a bitch nigga door (Glraat) I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) Niggas talkin' 'bout work, we done sold plenty I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) Niggas talkin' 'bout work (Yeah), we done sold plenty [Verse 3: Peezy] Ayy, the Jack Boyz, they can't stand us (Oh yeah?) Well, I'ma buy the booth to make you niggas stand up (Stand up) This just dime cost me five hundred and some (Real shit) Could've bought a plane ticket and found a tan plug You broke niggas love hatin' me, I love bands (That's fucked up) Man, these sucker niggas fear what they don't understand (You hear me?) That's where our machine guns hold a hundred, fam' (A whole hundred) Fuck these niggas tryna stop what we got comin' in I hear these niggas plottin' on me, but I still get it (I'm still gettin' it) Man, you pussy niggas lucky that y'all still livin' (Lil' nigga) Thought we was down for the count, but we still in it (We still in it) Team East Syrup Gang, nigga, [?] [Chorus: Damedot, Peezy & Babyface Ray] Money bring power (Yeah, money bring power) Money bring jealousy, money bring hate (Hate) These niggas fake (These niggas fake) Money bring hoes (Hoes) Money bring them killers to a bitch nigga door (Glraat) I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) Niggas talkin' 'bout work, we done sold plenty I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me, yeah) Niggas talkin' 'bout work, we done sold plenty [Verse 4: Babyface Ray] Money had them freak bitches on your head (On my dick) Paranoid with the strap layin' by the bed (Damn) Yeah, I heard them Jack Boyz out again (Come on) Fuck a chain, we gon' all buy choppers then Get a bag, run through it, re-cop again Grab a CD while you here, come shop again Lame niggas dick suckin', shit gotta end Ray Allen, game six, bitch, I gotta win These hoes so dirty, I can never trust 'em (Never) They see a bankroll around, they let whoever fuck 'em (Whoever) My niggas love me, they'd come and do whatever for me (Right now) Send shots, take shots, go to Heaven for me [Chorus: Damedot] Money bring power (Money bring power) Money bring jealousy, money bring hate (Hate) These niggas fake (These niggas fake) Money bring hoes (Hoes) Money bring them killers to a bitch nigga door (Glraat) I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) Niggas talkin' 'bout work, we done sold plenty I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) I heard the Jack Boyz tryna get me (Tryna get me) Niggas talkin' 'bout work, we done sold plenty (Bah, bah-bah- bah-bah, bah)