Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song All We Do , by - The Jacka. Release date: 06.04.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
All We Do |
| 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 |