[Instrumental]
[Intro: The Jacka and Laroo]
Yeah, Roo
It's The Jack, boy
Trax (yeah)
To be continued
Remix (n***a, here we go)
Yeah (ay)
Look
[Verse 1: Laroo]
I'm the takeoff artist, revenge of smacking
Drug wars galore, 20 bricks to back it
The connect get crossed? Middleman dies
Say his heart was pure, but his eyes were lying
Down on the names, stakeouts, intended thangs
Deep in these night spots, killas posted in the lot
I ain't let 20 slide, punch down early
Word say you played a part? N***a, you gon have to bleed
[Verse 2: B-Legit]
I bring toolies in a dully
Not a bully wit a fully, but it's plenty in the semi
On my way to get 20
Got Lil Timmy wit me, he be gone off the Remy
Keep it grinding, keep it gritty when we moving through the city
Keep the lucci and the Gucci in the Gucci in the stash
Got Gucci's on the gas when we mash like fast
Pass me the cherry, the kush or blueberry
I cash out and carry these tails to 80 Ferry
I boss off, for every ball, bricks in the 80s
Shook all shady and ran up in pretty ladies
The hooks all hate me, the hood congratulate me
I been on some 20 bricks shit lately
[Hook: The Jacka]
20 kicks in my luggage, airtight, bout to take a flight
Way before I was a teen...I pushed rocks in the dope spot
Frogtown, I love the town
We was drug dealers, yup
Let a young n***a get it
Young n***a, but I'm from the rich
[Verse 3: Big Rich]
We getting money over here, mane, I ain't gotta tell you that
You can see the big chain, I know you see the whips, mane
Thang on the side of me, think about robbing me
That won't be your best move, I will let the goons loose
Big Rich and live Roo, this is the remix
20 bricks in the truck, yeah, that's a mean flip
Every single place I go, know I got the hood with me
But you can always find me in the heart of the city
[Verse 4: Eddie Projex]
I got 20 bricks, so you know I can't lose, stashed in a Louis bag
Bet you I can make a move
Cruise through the highway like every day is my day
Ain't too many hustlers out there getting money my way
Got a little dime baby looking like Beyoncé
She gon take a flight too
This is what I might do: break em down, sell em whole
Eddie P let em go for the low, cause I get my work from down in Mexico!
You ain't know? I ride with a stashbox
And for the law I keep a lawyer like Matlock
Ask around, I got my city on padlock
Get the work, pull the cash out
Ay!
[Hook: The Jacka]
20 kicks in my luggage, airtight, bout to take a flight
Way before I was a teen...I pushed rocks in the dope spot
Frogtown, I love the town
We was drug dealers, yup
Let a young n***a get it
Young n***a, but I'm from the rich
[Verse 5: The Jacka]
Choppa in the Benz
Got hit, but I'm still rich
Gotta kill again, take me home, cause I feel sick
Pop 100 in, dip out, then search for your crib
When I find your house, empty out, then reload again
I be having pray my nig that I took a chance to get
So I kill to get it back, I ain't feeling no regret
I ain't even that upset, but I gotta knock you off
Cause it's all about respect, we ain't dealing bricks of soft
Really hate a middlemane, cause they probably use em all
But this the game, mothafucka, so I clip em all
Cut my own dope, mothafucka, and I whip em all
Grimeball n***a, but I'm fresher than Pine Sol
[Verse 6: Killa Tay]
A high percentage of the deal ain't healthy
I make em feel me
It's...business strictly, I need more than 50
I ain't tryna make cents, I make dollars
No have it crispy, no way to convict me
I need a haircut, face so griddly
It's real cripping, so I mash for position
It's different angles I could take to succeed
I bleed beast blood, guided by the angels and weed
I'm the last of a dangerous breed
Speed wrestling with the breezy next to me knees
Thank you for taking ecstacy
Cross us for the gang, you in jeopardy, til they pepper me
Step to me, rappers will seal your destiny, definitely
[Hook: The Jacka]
20 kicks in my luggage, airtight, bout to take a flight
Way before I was a teen...I pushed rocks in the dope spot
Frogtown, I love the town
We was drug dealers, yup
Let a young n***a get it
Young n***a, but I'm from the rich
[Verse 7: Dem Hoodstarz (Scoot Dogg and Band-Aide)]
20 bricks in my duffle bag, nervous on the interstate
40 in the side door, rolling on dealer plates
I never worked a load this heavy, my palms sweaty
Flooded with Katrina coat, I just hope they levies ready
Out here tryna make a mil, fuck playin with petty dope
Hit the plug for the stash, follow him home, kick the door
Everybody face down, no moves, no sounds
Looking for the 20 bricks, or 20 thousand grams
You looking like you recognize me, fuck it, we all out
Let nothing come between me and this money
We ball out!
Yup, but nothing like 2 coals, unless you're talking bird game
20 bricks, pure caine
Whiter than CNHE and it's pure caine
Load the duffle bag and clear the safe out
Fasho, mane!
20 bricks in my luggage, nervous on the interstate
The whole team eatin, I'm just making sure the dinner straight
[Hook: The Jacka]
20 kicks in my luggage, airtight, bout to take a flight
Way before I was a teen...I pushed rocks in the dope spot
Frogtown, I love the town
We was drug dealers, yup
Let a young n***a get it
Young n***a, but I'm from the rich
[Verse 8: Cellski]
Yeah
20 Ps in a duffle bag, grandaddy grape bake
When I take em out of state, all Ps cross 8
If you need a line, I'm the man that you holler at
When I stood on the block, had the fiends coming back
When I caught my first bird, I was only 16
Nig was paying 15, I was paying 13
Used to get a kick in, break it down to all rocks
That's how I took over the whole Randolph High
[Verse 9: Harm]
Me and my amigo, we going north to Costa Rico
Selling the C flow, smuggling C and quanta kilos
Cause we know Coast Guards is near and they coming
We ain't running like Dominicans
My coke pipe bottles are motored to Michigan, I'm rich again
You wishing them same brothers would follow
Me and my n***as continue to ball
I keep it 1 without the drawback
So if you lag, you lose
You're going to be fucking off your dope sack
I got cakes today
[Hook: The Jacka]
20 kicks in my luggage, airtight, bout to take a flight
Way before I was a teen...I pushed rocks in the dope spot
Frogtown, I love the town
We was drug dealers, yup
Let a young n***a get it
Young n***a, but I'm from the rich
