Won’t Be Right

Lyrics

[Verse 1: The Jacka] Knock your teeth down your throat Sixty G's in my Raiders coat All trap money Split the sea in my speed boat I live in the Bay, it's a place that never need 'dro I can guarantee the best tree they ever seen before Really I'm the only motherfucker that you need to know Bendin' corners, call the corner, they ain't gettin' nothin' 30's on my Cutlass, we the dumbest, we be sittin' up From the block, have heart, had guap, remember that The law of the P allowed to speak unless you peeled a cap Remember me? Did it all for the M-O-B Seein' shit you dream to see It's the life, it won't be right 'til my niggas free You know I'm sayin'? Would save the world, but I am just a man And want to sleep on the truth but I overstand You should know the ropes, I shouldn't have to hold your hand Bein' broke is the life I'll never live again [Chorus: The Jacka] It's the life, it won't be right 'til my niggas free It's the life, it won't be right 'til my niggas free Smoke tree and aim my MAC at my enemies I just wanna clap all my enemies Niggas rap but they couldn't see is in their dreams Niggas rap but boy, we active with the heat Gettin' rich, motherfucker, I never sleep We young motherfuckers and we run the streets [Verse 2: Cellski] Thang on my waist, fifty in the safe Another hundred racks just sittin' in the bank My money stay long and yours don't grow My bitches get money and yours don't, ho They call me Cellski, Big Mafi the Don I done knocked more hoes than Magic Don Juan Sittin' in my Cadillac blowin' on bomb Ridin' around Vegas with a suite at the Palms Hopped out the whip, dank in hand Ran up on the boy, had to clap that man These streets ain't safe so I keep my thang Had to clap at a nigga, he tried to snatch my chain Moved a lot of cocaine, made a lot of drug deals This how a thug feels, tryna see one-mill' My gun stay on me at all times I stay heated with the four five or the Glock nine [Chorus: The Jacka] It's the life, it won't be right 'til my niggas free It's the life, it won't be right 'til my niggas free Smoke tree and aim my MAC at my enemies I just wanna clap all my enemies Niggas rap but they couldn't see is in their dreams Niggas rap but boy, we active with the heat Gettin' rich, motherfucker, I never sleep We young motherfuckers and we run the streets [Verse 3: The Jacka & Cellski] Sucker, why you frontin'? People never come through 'Cause we kill niggas for nothin', they still motherfuckin' love us Don't ask around, 'less you wanna drown in the delta Let a hundred go, niggas scrounge around for shelter Everywhere we go least thirty in the hammer Bitches love my gangsta, when before they couldn't stand us See my posin' for the camera, yeah, the damn magazines It's the life, it won't be right 'til my nigga's free I'm on the turf with the hammer on me Like a cameraman, gotta keep a canon on me K with the 'nana on me Them alpha boys watchin', but we keep hustlin' Niggas still funkin' so we keep bustin' Ain't no love in these streets no more I live the fast life, nigga, why yo' life slow? Gettin' money is the object I made a hundred thousand dollars off them Frisco projects [Chorus: The Jacka] It's the life, it won't be right 'til my niggas free It's the life, it won't be right 'til my niggas free Smoke tree and aim my MAC at my enemies I just wanna clap all my enemies Niggas rap but they couldn't see is in their dreams Niggas rap but boy, we active with the heat Gettin' rich, motherfucker, I never sleep We young motherfuckers and we run the streets