Jbs Revenge Lyrics - Sheek Louch

[Verse 1: Sheek Louch] 

Single back door, jungle brothers flow 

Burner in my hand just tell me when to go 

Stay away from rats, never trust a cop 

You might have sold more but I'm lyrically on top 

I never left the hood, I'm just not around 

It's hard to be there and get your business off the ground 

So I smoke a pound to the early days 

Real niggas, fat ass bitches and finger waves 

Educated man, from New York land 

Yeah I made it in rap but that's not all I am 

I'm a cool brother and that's word to mother 

I smack the fuck out of one of y'all 

Blood on the wall at a live show 

Yeah my niggas been on it since the locks go 

Who the realest group out? How could you not know? 

Anytime you hear our shit, how could you not blow? 

I mean I'm strictly tryna cop those Picassos 

Birds in North Carolina, Petey Pablo 

El Guapo, Diablo, El Choppo 

We reup again nigga when the stash low 

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[Verse 2: Styles P] 

We was in school, we was on the block and 

We was touching 8 balls but wasn't playing pool 

Raised in the crack epidemic, [?] 

So we thought making drug money looked cool 

All I really wanted was to act [?] 

With a goose with good feathers 

On some new leathers and some dime bags 

Drink a 40 ounce just to watch time pass 

For the Dutch days nigga, get a wipe out 

Never wave the white flag, never throw a white towel 

From the bomb squad, all them niggas rhyme hard 

Any letter scrap, get drunk and blow the tromb god 

A bunch of little niggas that be running around 

And they got organised, start running the town 

Felt good to see 100s around, thousands around 

And every time I rhyme, niggas crowding around 

Yeah I'm the quiet one, the loudest around 

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