Lyrics Jack Who? - Da Real Gee Money

It be the Gorilla Gang
Say, G, if you bring that pistol you know that's five, nigga?

I ain't even trippin', I got that bitch on me (Dumb)
With that pistol I'ma ride with it
If I get caught up down bad I'm taking my five with it
Ain't never slippin', dawg, I gotta keep that iron with me
My mama pray for me, she know I'm living wild, nigga, wild, nigga

Jack who? Take what? Nigga, never
Mask up, spray some, go get the shovel
Flash out, we can take it to that level
Crash out, my team really 'bout whatever

See I'm out sippin' lean that boulevard adopted me
Got a A plus at hitting licks and pulling robberies
We jack shit, we wack shit, no mask in broad day
Like Charlemagne, we untamed, might show up where you stay
Been wilding out my body since I beat my last case
If a nigga get out they body Quin' gon put 'em in they place
Cruising through your section with that pistol when I'm riding
Before I let a nigga kill me I'll rather do that five
How your section thuggin' when your big dawg owe rent?
All up in a nigga paper but not running to the lick
I ain't with that rap beefing nigga, I'm just stating facts
Boy, your whole team pussy
All you bitch niggas got jacked

Jack who? Take what? Nigga, never
Mask up, spray some, go get the shovel
Flash out, we can take it to that level
Crash out, my team really 'bout whatever

Time to set the record straight
Let me get a clip, sleepy, what's the business?
Ain't none of these niggas real
Sorry I just can't respect the fake
Been done ran up on a nigga, slapped him dead up in his face (Pussy)
I'm warning you, lil' niggas, it's over with if you play with us
My niggas robbers and killers, better put your paper up
Ain't got no time for that back and forth and that this and that
I'm a hustler, if I loss it I get it back
Shoutout to smooth, I'm with that fuckin' nigga
I'm clutching pistols, you play with me I'ma bust it, nigga
Don't trust a nigga, you betta stay in your lane, man
We dropping hits and killing shit just like the Bangman

I ain't even trippin', I got that bitch on me (Dumb)
With that pistol I'ma ride with it
If I get caught up down bad I'm taking my five with it
Ain't never slippin', dawg, I gotta keep that iron with me
My mama pray for me, she know I'm living wild, nigga, wild, nigga

Jack who? Take what? Nigga, never
Mask up, spray some, go get the shovel
Flash out, we can take it to that level
Crash out, my team really 'bout whatever (Dumb)