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Jacking is the shit in the '94 Pack my nine-millimeter 'cause I ain't finna go out Like a busta-ass nigga and just lay down I'ma run up on a nigga, shoot my nine with the 15 rounds Jacking is the shit in the '94 Pack my nine-millimeter 'cause I ain't finna go out Like a busta-ass nigga and just lay down I'ma run up on a nigga, shoot my nine with the 15 rounds Jacking is the shit in the '94 Pack my nine-millimeter 'cause I ain't finna go out Like a busta-ass nigga and just lay down I'ma run up on a nigga, shoot my nine with the 15 rounds Jacking is the shit in the '94 Pack my nine-millimeter 'cause I ain't finna go out Like a busta-ass nigga and just lay down I'ma run up on a nigga, shoot my nine with the 15 rounds Got Lil' E on Cloud Nine Murder, murder in my mind Got Lil' E on Cloud Nine Murder, murder in my mind Clip, extra clip, he's so swift, in my sock, see Tryna put some bodies on my brand-new Glock, G Niggas runnin' up, talkin' 'bout, "Drop that fuckin' cheese off" And when they try to ease off, that's when I grab the sawed-off Jacking is the shit in the '94 Pack my nine-millimeter 'cause I ain't finna go out Like a busta-ass nigga and just lay down I'ma run up on a nigga, shoot my nine with the 15 rounds Got Lil' E on Cloud Nine Murder, murder in my mind Got Lil' E on Cloud Nine Murder, murder in my mind Murder, murder in my mind Got Lil' E on Cloud Nine Murder, murder in my mind
Writer(s): Mick Kenney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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