The Jacka, Jeffro - All We Do lyrics

I'm a ice cold mack that's all I know
Every bitch that I had gave me stacks fasho
Heavy clout comin' out when I cracked my dome
Niggas rapped
But we was sellin' crack ya know
And this is how the story go
Met a rich cat he was movin' blow
He knew that I was Jack, so he put me on
He said he'll start a label then get me known
Bought a new lab, new crib we gone
AKs, SKs black with chrome
Fresh tour bus, time to hit that road
Can't take the world if you sittin' at home
Got 3 mil cash, where should we go
First stop was a lot fuck with Young Gamble
Never put the fire out
Tell me all y'all know
Told me never tire out in the cold ass world

Better grind hard to keep up ya know
Drive in a fast car to shake the boys in blue
Man that's all we do
In my old school, but the insides new
In the hood gettin' high with my nig Laroo
All the hoes love the mob
So they just dip through
Yeah we in a life of crime
So don't leave no clues
If they ever take you down
Don't tell em' the truth

Cold tequila
You know the true religion gon'
Sag on the Fila roll a cone let me tell
You how the play start
Amongst killas, have money and heart
Fumes, no fresh air
We out here movin' pack from the time shares
How we turn dope money to then playin' deals
F-B-I profile criminals
Tell me all you know
Approached by a business man say he grow
Got a line on the south if we make that hit
He spend all the bread profit we split
I clean house like a janitor
I make calls like a manager
Peep the floor plan
Still pushin' soft packs out a rap van

Better grind hard to keep up ya know
Drive in a fast car to shake the boys in blue
Man that's all we do
In my old school, but the insides new
In the hood gettin' high with my nig Laroo
All the hoes love the mob
So they just dip through
Yeah we in a life of crime
So don't leave no clues
If they ever take you down
Don't tell em' the truth

It's the Livewire calico packa
I'm with The Jacka ruegar on my hip
Plus I'm off a couple smackers
Knock a nigga down like a middle line backer
I'm a West Oakland nigga
Boy I make shit happen middle of the night
But nigga I'm still trappin'
Banger in my drawers with
Another in my jacket
Gettin' money is a habit way above average
I'll Livewire murder for hire
One of you bastards
It get drastic we still in the gutta hoe
Like my nigga 40 water
Bitch I'm goin' federal
I'm in love with the money
Addicted to the lifestyle
When the coke come in I need a snow plow
That thang rang louder than a thunder cloud
Get you some banana clips
Cuz boy you in the jungle now
Said that thang rang louder
Than a thunder cloud
Get you some banana clips
Cuz boy you in the jungle now

Better grind hard to keep up ya know
Drive in a fast car to shake the boys in blue
Man that's all we do
In my old school, but the insides new
In the hood gettin' high with my nig Laroo
All the hoes love the mob
So they just dip through
Yeah we in a life of crime
So don't leave no clues
If they ever take you down
Don't tell em' the truth