The Jacka
Die Young
[Intro ?]
Man, look at all these bitch ass n***as, man
You bitch ass n***as, [?] war on the streets, n***a
N***a what? N***a survival of the thuggest, n***a
[?]
Yo

[Verse 1 ?]
Why you got my name in your mouth?
[?] just so you can fuck her
N***a, you's a sucker
I knock your ass out
Me and my n***as come through
Hella high, teched out [?] driver's seat
Straps out
N***as always act out, 'cause we thugs
Finna not lose, 'cause we push big drugs
N***as like [?] to the club
We getting in free, less you wanna get slugged
Drugs to the middle of the street then [?]
Look at my face, you can tell I'm a thug
Don't say shit, I don't wanna catch a case
[?] M.O.B
F.I.G
A, on my way to the T.O.P
Man it feel crazy, [?]
N***as act brave, but they really be weak
Then act amazed, 'causе [?] got him dazed
You better not go to sleep, 'causе you won't wake up
When you in a box, [?] make up
I stay showing n***as, but they still wanna come test
Til they got a numb chest
[?] motherfucking [?]
[Interlude: Too $hort]
Face it
That is the harsh reality, baby
Life is Too motherfucking $hort
So you better leave the youngesters alone
Tryna tell you
Oh they'll do you, n***a
Young wild ass n***as'll kill your ass

[Verse 2 ?]
I recognise realize [?]
Never would I [?] I'm the hustler
Never could cry, save them tears for your mothers
Crying over her son, boy got smuthered
[?] in his face, [?]
[?] covers
It's just another murder, coming [?] with the hustler
N***as is scared of me, [?] afraid of me
[?] looking to [?]
I'm a young n***a, feeling like an old motherfucker
I know motherfuckers, think I'm bad
Just like my dad, but I'm a show motherfuckers
Soul of my mother with the pain of my pops
25 years every day [?]
When the sun set, and the light's gone, and the tears drop
From the young [?] cry
Body feel cold, when the young girl died
We gon' be alright, I'm sorry [?]
But I can't do shit about the situation
[?] spit, I might get hit
But I never could switch, [?]
N***as die young, wanna [?] fly
It's real what we do, kill n***as too
Never cried, but when the sun rise, I'm a feel blue
Never died [?] I'm a live through
Whatever you got for me [?]
[?] 10 shots back at you
[?] for me, I [?]
Against everything that a n***a believe in
[?] 'cause a young man died
Most n***as ain't living right
That's why they die young
Die young
Where the bullets fly
Bullets fly
N***as out here scared to die
My young n***a asked me why
[Interlude: Too $hort]
Scared, n***a
It's like that
Just like that, man
Life is
Going down, n***a
It's going down, motherfucker
'Bout to get your ass, bitch
Bitch ass n***a

[Verse 3: Too $hort]
Everybody in this city knows
About cars, cash and big city hoes
Ut what you know about owning some?
You ain't buy that shit, omeboy was fronting
In the hole and you can't get out
What the fuck you was thinking 'bout?
Some mo bullshit, like getting rich
You ain't nothing but a bitch
You only live once, and you scared as hell
Looking at some time, you prepared to tell
No fear, stop lying
Just don't die without trying
Do it right, it's so crutial
You gotta hustle now, for the future
Can't stop til you get it all, but if you slip in the game, you gon' fall
Bitch!
[Outro: Too $hort]
$hort Dawg, doing big thangs with my partners, Mob Figgas
Yeah
That's how it is
So the best thang you you can do right now
Is just don't fuck with us
We won't fuck with you
We just keep it like that
Fasho
Oh it's all love, man
Ain't nothing but love
Let's keep it that way
'Cause we just tryna get money, man
You getting money, ain't got nothing but love for you
Everybody get they money on, fuck all this killing and [?]
Put your hustle down, n***a