new to me, 'cause my true love was poetry White was good and bad was black but black was just a massa lackey Built for that B. Nimble Jack and I'd like
try to pimp but the hoe's got old A nigga can't remember how much dope that I sold In my youth, the shit is the truth, go to jail for the proof Niggaz
( verse 1 ) I love a stunt that's down to sniff cocaine A cunt with big cock sucking lips and no brain A pussy you couldn't shoot up or drug Car jack
(Necro) I love a stunt thats down to sniff cocaine A cunt with big cock suckin lips and no brain You pussy you couldnt shoot up a drug Car jack you like
Yall rappers love idols there it is I'm convinced Burn my contract, mental combat And stomp your battle rap wit a vietnam track Red and white sadaam
get at me cos I be droppin funky rhymes What the fuck is goin on? This rap game is made to make money You niggas is taking the shit outta hand, actin
rockstar. Everybody know us, everybody know ya'll. I think I'm a a rush so I probly never call. [Verse 2: The Jacka] You know you love The Jacka. I'm
to you The problem is we got a suicidal lifestyle Cause 90 percent of us are livin foul and wild I say job, you say ([Hen-G:] bad joke I rather jack another
to go I told 'em there's no space Never love hoes, hoes I don't chase Only wear loc's the same as my race All I know is stunt, make a hater feel like
arthritis is bad his own daughter rejects him he's sad, I'll put my arm around himand listen watch his old weary eyes glisten as he experiences my love
ask why we don't write love songs. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total, everything we do is an expression of that, Everything that
' Acts like he's the only white boy from Compton If real G's show up, the attitude is gone Jill forgot that they agreed no coke Cause Jacks on the couch
My little white pill My unpaid bill The one who will Be my love My little grey dove My push and my shove My heaven above And we tumble down like Jack
would soil-in your jacks Feed 'em with trays the size of light bulbs Coke so bright, it shine like white gold And the hoes love Joe way before this rap
[feat. Suai] [Verse 1: Suai] Trying to write a love song I wanted it to be just right Tried to make it beautiful But all I can think about is our last
's bumpin on the East Side Slammin on the South Side Makin noise on the North Side [Ice Cube] Now Jack B. Nimble, and Jack B. Quick if you wanna jack
s bumpin on the East Side Slammin on the South Side Makin noise on the North Side [Ice Cube] Now Jack B. Nimble, and Jack B. Quick if you wanna jack
party You gets no love and I thought you knew it Fool, you know how we do it You know how we do it [Ice Cube] Jack B. Nimble, and Jack B. Quick if