f*ck n*ggaz lyrics
by The Jacka
[Hook: MDot80]
You f*ck n*ggas hatin'
But we don't hear 'em talkin'
Block (?) block burners, yea we get them Glocks off
You f*ck n*ggas hatin', f*ck n*ggas hatin', f*ck n*ggas hatin'
But we don't hear 'em talkin'
[Verse 1: MDot80]
[Hook]
You f*ck n*ggas hatin'
But we don't hear 'em talkin'
Block (?), block burners, yea we get them Glocks off
You f*ck n*ggas hatin', f*ck n*ggas hatin', f*ck n*ggas hatin'
But we don't hear 'em talkin'
[Verse 2: Gap]
Man the lifestyle I live motherf*cker so street
I'm like Eazy f*ckin' E, n*gga f*ck the police
Cause they trynna lock me up, cause my ass push D
n*ggas know I sell dope, all this jewelry on me
Man I know these n*ggas mad cause I'm gettin' lotta cheese
Ask me will I ever love a chick, dawg not me
Only thing that make my di*k hard is gettin' dope cheese
Haters mad at my ass cause I do it with a ease
n*ggas (?)
.40 Cal and them bands got the ice on me
Reason why my trap bumpin' cause my price so cheap
Reason why you n*ggas hating cause (?)
[Hook]
You f*ck n*ggas hatin'
But we don't hear 'em talkin'
Block (?) block burners, yea we get them Glocks off
You f*ck n*ggas hatin', f*ck n*ggas hatin', f*ck n*ggas hatin'
But we don't hear 'em talkin'
[Verse 3: The Jacka]
Just eleven years old first time me and (?) trapped
Then he tried to rob us, next day I bought a strap
Knocked the n*gga down we on point like party hats
And my n*ggas crowned rollin' joints like Marley's spliff
I get your wife's number for the sport and never call the b*tch
I go on the run like f*ck court until I'm finally pinched
I tell my young bulls hustle hard they only signing wimps
Come to my hood and get on I got all kinds of sh*t
It's like I'm outer space, out on age I make timeless sh*t
My best friends on the front page we into crime n sh*t
God damn I'm in the life I gotta hide my chips
Purposely I rather drive cause of how high I get
AJ, Kaz, and Quran the reason why I'm here
They got everything a kid can dream, no Christmas time is near
So we hit the hood and give gifts, to the smoker's kids
Come f*ck with The Jack, you'll see what hopeless is
Close your eyes and zone out, I only want your ears
Nutty B got a degree while he was on the tear
Lil Bubb got on a dean, he a shake in there
We out here chasin' a dream, nothin' but gangstas near
[Hook]
You f*ck n*ggas hatin'
But we don't hear 'em talkin'
Block (?) block burners, yea we get them Glocks off
You f*ck n*ggas hatin', f*ck n*ggas hatin', f*ck n*ggas hatin'
But we don't hear 'em talkin'
[Verse 4: ]
[Hook]
You f*ck n*ggas hatin'
But we don't hear 'em talkin'
Block (?) block burners, yea we get them Glocks off
You f*ck n*ggas hatin', f*ck n*ggas hatin', f*ck n*ggas hatin'
But we don't hear 'em talkin'