The Jacka, A-One - True Mob lyrics

[The Jacka, A-One - True Mob lyrics]

JA, he ain't got a rhyme book
With my nigga A, smokin' key Lime Cook
Front a nigga Ron, gimme mine, 'fo yo time up
Bitches on my line, I'm sippin lines
I ain't tryna fuck
Lil niggas ride the world, see a giant comin'
Never gotta tell my bulls fire somethin'
Niggas sell you dope they'll like
They can't die of somethin' mind on a mill
They know I kill don't gotta hire gunmen
Killas is around still I for my love ones
Send you to hell
Niggas rat just cause they saw somethin'
I hit a nigga pad
Double back like I lost somethin'
I'm sippin' Act but this is
For whoever lost someone

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