ke jack spirit of norfolk (feat. aye uno) şarkı sözleri
Niggas know how it go
And ion gotta play a shooter I just stick to my role
Long live Ro and three I be missing the bro's
If you been in my shoes then you missing some souls
Scratching the serial lil bro be itching to blow
No case all gas no breaks
Told Young Lik to chill on the beef and get cake
But the first time Young got money he got a drac
The first time three went stepping he went ape
Big three PH purple flags Ween grape
We don't share blood but if he shed blood I relate
And I made a couple grand of a tape
And all I wanna do is win
Lil bro too turnt he just gotta FN
When the summer time come all he wanna do is spin
He be hanging out the window wit his ratchet ass friends
I got niggas in ink and I got niggas in the Pen
I got niggas on earth that put niggas in the wind
Man that nigga ain't a killer on the gram he pretend
He don't even need a mask he just wear it for the Trend, it's Ke Jack Nigga
Welcome to Norfolk this a city full of murderers
All these switches and silencers that's why they never heard of us
Niggas used to get jumped but now it's jumping tryna hurdle
Hampton Roads our metropolitan all these funeral services for certain
Keep the city going
A mother's seed put in the dirt won't keep the city growing
This shit get lit at candle lights you know my city blowing
Not just when the shooters slide
Couple niggas from the hood died from a suicide
Lil Tae and Snoop we grew up on the same street
Back to back Ru and Tez died in the same week a day apart
Damn near broke my heart in the same beat
Bitch you can't walk in my shoes ain't got the same feet
We don't make the same moves, we ain't take the same steps
Nigga say he love you and will kill you in the same breath
Right hand mans will turn you cold, guess the flame left
Charge it to the game even a dollar come with change shit insane
Hearing rumors that my nigga killed my nigga he a killer so
I can picture bro pulling that trigger
Hope he didn't though, hit him in his breast, thigh and legs for that chicken
No I don't want to believe it
Niggas throwing shots but it's different when you receive it
Niggas love the hood but it's different when you can leave it
I'm spitting crack like the 80's again
Boogie and Jack going crazy again

