Cyraq Jackson lyrics

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Cyraq


[Intro]
You know what I'm sayin'?
I'ma get on this b*tch on this gang sh*t
You know what I'm sayin'?
Smoke a n*gga, young n*gga sh*t
You know what I'm sayin'?
f*ck all that old n*gga sh*t
You know what I'm sayin'?
Young n*gga world, smoke n*ggas
Yeah (ShyGuyMadeIt)

[Chrous]
Call me Cyraq Jackson
Forty make a n*gga moonwalk with a passion
All eight shooter finna slide with his glasses
Headshot, now it don't work like magic
Young n*ggas spin, get dizzy, I'ma pop somethin'
Steady talkin' gun play, he ain't even got one
Everybody in here a b*tch and I'm not one
I just flinched 'cause he bucked then I shot one

[Verse]
Pow-pow-pow, that's all I heard
Drop the dope back in the van, leave him on the curb
I'ma say kill n*ggas, don't ask what's the word
And we face shot, n*gga, f*ck what you heard
Get up, hе can't stand on all ten no more
Drac' in my pants when I walk out thе door
Let a n*gga park down the street, let him get bold
He gon' die this summer, he is not getting old
I had a vision, I was higher than a pothead
Me and Top Shotta, 85 where the opps is
Pull up and shoot 85, he gon' drop dead
Pistol whip a n*gga car now he got a Glock head
My killers shoot n*gga, yo' killers might aim
We went to slide, hop out on they dice game
Own a n*gga wife then tell him his wife game
I'ma pull a n*ggas card, I got the wipe game
[Chrous]
Call me Cyraq Jackson
Forty make a n*gga moonwalk with a passion
All eight shooter finna slide with his glasses
Headshot, now it don't work like magic
Young n*ggas spin, get dizzy, I'ma pop somethin'
Steady talkin' gun play, he ain't even got one
Everybody in here a b*tch and I'm not one
I just flinched 'cause he bucked then I shot one
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