ENVIAR LETRAS
Top 100
Lanzamientos de álbumes
Artistas
Comunidade
Francés
Portuguese
Inglés
Corrección Letra
Jakkboy Maine vs. Chess
par
URLtv
Regreso
Letra
Ayo Surf, ahah They done put Jakk against Jack-Jack I’ll jack Jakk and any n***a that Jakk jack When Beas’ hit my jack, Jakk He told me to write a round, I told him I’ll write half I barely came here wit’ jack, Jakk I rather nap Jakk, kidnap Jakk, you’ll get snatched up If I drop the ball, you ever played jacks, Jakk? Get a bald head from these metal arms, I’m Jax, Jakk This a big a** .40 That’s crazy I know This a big a** .40 Early, early I’m Jax, Jakk This a big a** .40, and you gamblin’ on that .22? See this where you lose tryna black, Jakk (blackjack) I will shoot Jakk Let it fire Let it sing when I fire from the barrel like we in New Jack Or just stab him in the ring {Chess apologizes to Jakkboy for excеssive physical contact. Jakkboy says it’s all good and to continue rapping.} I will shoot Jakk Let it sing whеn I fire from the barrel like we in New Jack Or just stab him in the ring like I’m New Jack You in a fight wit’ a animal and a (in the) Desert: Kangaroo Jack The pump can (pumpkin) spark a flame wherever Jakk is standin’ But the Desert Eagle got a triangle for a nose: it’s a jack o’lantern It’s different Got a triangle for a nose: it’s a jack o’lantern They see me and say, “He a live wire”, get clapped wit’ the pole Then Jakk’s (jack’s) in a hole Like TVs before HDMI wires You think you hard, Jakkie? I was in the field wit’ a 40, too (42) Don’t make me be the first n***a to start, Jakkie (: Jackie) Chin (Chan) all bruised, I really had to Rumble in the Bronx, Jakkie (Jackie) I’ll hit your mother Then both arms go across the head of your aunt, Jakkie How you stand there and do nothin’ to the n***a that tossed your chain But jump in the crowd hype ready to fight the n***a that caught the chain Against John John, you was actin’ off rage I mean you literally had a chain reaction on stage Your career went downhill Almost wasn’t a n***a Smack was gon’ save You was on the right path, then started movin’ elsewhere Like when you travel on Waze Boy I will slap you on stage Manny laid out for 5 minutes pack you (Pacquiao) on stage It’ll be a over the edge “Owen Hart tragic” on stage Chop him up, sell his organs now he a jack (Jakk) of all trades See, I rap about my life ‘cause in my life, I really do things See, I make movies about movies like the new Scream And you fiends still worried ‘bout growin’ a tier F**k a battle status; what ain’t kill me made me stronger I was literally growin’ in tears And I helped n***as grow they career I told Beas’, “If I wrestle man he’ll (WrestleMania) have the biggest show of the year” I could get you hunted for a few hunnid Have my Jamaican n***as run in your crib ready to shoot somethin' I told ‘em, “Keep it proper shotta, rasta pasta make sure it’s a cool run-in (Cool Runnings)” I start dumpin’, might not even care if Smack by ya He tried to run, it all went wrong; I gave his back fire (backfire) His cap? He’ll get caught in it, like a bad liar Or just run him over, then Jakk (jack) under my whip ain’t for a flat tire And tell Daylyt I’m still on his tail; I will break Lyt (brake light) You n***as fake fight I swing more than two n***as that trade wifes Airport shuttles: I’ll determine who (the terminal) different when I bust (bus) in plain (plane) sight And you look like you was in the kitchen for nights But you was hittin’ the pipe, not whippin’ the white All these made up words and never slang sh*t in your life This n***a be like, “I’ll wap bap alap bam boo ya sh*t” Hah, you n***as gay So you gon’ wap bap alap b- Sound like somethin’ only a Tutti Frutti would say Y’all know why Jakkboy Maine a sucka? ‘Cause his chains is rubber Y’all know why else Jakkboy Maine a sucka? ‘Cause he be comin’ to battles half-naked, f**ker Y’all know why else Jakkboy Maine a sucka? Why? ‘Cause he a Blood with no respect and his big homie his baby mother At first I thought you and First Lady Flamez was brothers Y’all look like y’all [?] cigarettes, fistfight, and flame each other I promise y’all these are not y’all basic lovers See one minute, hug each other Next minute, they hate each other One minute, they in shootouts together Next minute they tryna spray each other How the f**k the First Lady the toughest man in your crew? You got a b*t*h that’s more manly than you Dress harder, rep the set harder, even prolly got better hands than you do My n***a, you is a square And we can tell you the weak link based off the jewelry you wear That’s way different And I did this one round, ‘cause a three round from me, you ain’t gettin’ I don’t give a f**k ‘bout Jakkboy, the money was my main (Maine) interest Body, after body, after body Shapeshiftin’! It’s only the beginnin’ of the year Yo give it up for Chess y’all You heard, good sh*t I just wanted to rap for y’all real quick We just- this a preview Cook food, cook food, cook food Jakk Jakkboy Maine it’s on you I said on this created player, man I’m finna walk down Talk down, spark rounds, ‘til your dome fold Mr. Struggle ain’t got no cell So I use two cans and a string so he can phone home Look, I’ma shoot you and then skin you alive until you all bone Ask Kevin Bacon, after this loaded Hollow, Man the [?] This is all wrong, ‘cause Steams your bestie? How zesty The lead speak I’m stirrin’ him, stirrin’ him, sternum: my Chess (chest) piece Glock, Desert Eagle, or a sniper rifle when I take vision That’s a circle, rectangle, and triangle See my barrels just keep shapeshiftin’ I stay trippin’ ‘Cause John John killed both of us But next time I’m in Texas I’m hella lurky Droppin’ bombs and when the [?] be left Nothin’ (nuttin’) in Houston like Eddie Murphy He's dead for surely ‘Cause I’ma shoot him then press the b***on for his final flight Man I’m talkin’ the clap gon’ cross Chess, and then it’s dynamite Man it’s time to fight from dawn to night Plasma leveler, line it right Iron sights Have bullets from heads flyin’, just like a Amish fight I [?] Rudy Gobert, you was supposed to see the Block Captain and easily dunk it ‘Cause he rap ‘bout cookin’ drugs on his stove, Cake So how you end up in Eazy (easy) ov- Man this is easy does it This where I gear up, steer up (stirrup) Sear ya, reel ya Ficky ficky, rewind and rekill ya Peel bruh See I’m the devil ‘cause I’m the reason they fear us Ayy Surf, I seen a monster before too: in my mirror Who fear ya They makin’ this stuff up Ya face, breakin’ and lumped up Ya lungs, fill it with muck, yuck Ya kidney stone from the buck, stuck The funeral cost is much, yup The pastor’s prayers went up up ‘Cause after I skrrt, he won’t, but his mama gon’ be wakin’ the f**k up Ya luck’s up ‘Cause you struggled to eat I struggled wit’ room and board, this where the pain strikes I was 16 playin’ video games, and heard fussin’ and fightin’ through this plain night My mama kicked her ex out and told me to have a place to stay, he better take flight {gun clicks} rent paid and I was back in that house the same night I let it blaze twice, ‘cause these b*t*hes able Ambulance called, doc fix the table His words channelin’ fuzzy, fix the cable It’s a medium cross ya Chess (chest), and rip the label This’ll bang you ‘Cause you a Bronx n***a that love to dance, right? And this no fable They go from “Look y’all, he be gettin’ sturdy!” To “Doc, how do we keep him stable?” {Crowd goes crazy and Chess gets sturdy} N***a this gon’ grave you And this yo’ stage visit You talk it but I was made different It go from “Ayo Roc!” to “Ayo stop!” ‘Cause pu**y I Wave different Gauge liftin’, brains driftin’ ‘Cause he said there’s smoke And guess what you see when you mix a chest (Chess), a wave, and a bullet? The dead man float I’m him I wanna know If we grew up watchin’ you as a kid What make you think I think you got a body or two? And I ain’t never seen a “#FreeChess” era ever So don’t holla that we’ll get caught sh*t ‘Cause that’s what gettin’ a few homis’ll do I am not in the mood When I think about it Our Lil Bow Wow here bein’ a demon could be complacent I’m just sayin’ He died a few times in this sh*t And even Steve Urkel transformed in the basement This is amazin’ ‘Cause y’all forgot he was a baby on cam the first time that we seent about it Y’all was geeked about it Couldn’t sleep about it Yelled “He’s only sixteen” when you speak about him All the tweets about it got me creepin’ ‘bout it ‘Til a bullet hit chest (Chess) and knock pieces out it ‘Cause you know the one thing that never happened wit’ my pistol? I ain’t have to think about it Ain’t no easy [?] I put chalk to it, [?] to it, spark to it My n***a Ryda like to name his guns But you wanna know what my GunT**le? Then talk to it, all stupid You thought you’d go from a created player to a real killer to stay famous? Well play dangerous You’ll be the next New York n***a go from woo-walkin’ to a spray painting I’m ragin’ ‘Cause you gon’ say I work for Surf when you under Surf and we business partners He put you under the wing, we bring the culture cha-chi- I think you should’ve picked your role a little smarter Listen, him a martyr I’ll make Surf see (Xerxes) one cross the face like this is Sparta ‘Cause my real Midnight Madness is grabbin’ my AR {kiss sound} right after I kiss my daughter N***a him no father So watch this Lil’ boy this where the plot twist You know how I know I’m goin’ to heaven? ‘Cause I’m doin’ Lord’s foster work And help him adopt kids Hop fence, stop prints Boots ready, Glock lift I’m from the school of kickin’ doors down, Surf Who the hell got time to lock-pick? You know what I don’t understand? Is the nerve of a n***a Like you ain’t know I keep the You ain’t Heard of a n***a And I’m a murderer, n***a aerial strike or let the lead pop Make it Double Impact 2 ‘Cause after that helicopter, Chess drop Ahhhhh F**k is they talkin’ ‘bout
videoclip
Tu nombre será publicado. Deje los campos en blanco para permanecer en el anonimato.
Enviar
Modal title
×
Insertar medios
Video URL?
(YouTube, Vimeo, Instagram, DailyMotion, Soundcloud)
×
Recuérdame
Contraseña perdida
Conectarte
Registrarse