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lirik lagu team eastside - jack boyz

[intro]
ooh, team eastside

[verse 1: damedot]
ayy, i heard the jack boyz lookin’ for me (lookin’ for me)
two 40s, two choppers, b~tch, it’s nothin’ to me
yeah, i said this sh~t already, but i really mean it (yeah)
sell blow and hard like the f~ckin’ cement (let’s go)
team east in this b~tch, we a bunch of g’s (ghetto boyz)
y’all n~ggas came to play like chuck e. cheese (lil’ n~ggas)
my n~ggas came to ball, where the black bottoms? (where they at?)
came with my n~gga duke, he bought the black bottom (let him know)
just hung up with billions, ’bout to take sh~t over (yeah)
if you n~ggas need a brick, call baking soda (blrrt)
if you need a pint of lean, n~gga, call me (call mе)
temper short, money long likе tall tees (gang, gang, gang)

[chorus: damedot]
money bring power (money bring power)
money bring jealousy, money bring hate (hate)
these n~ggas fake (these n~ggas fake)
money bring hoes (hoes)
money bring them k!llers to a b~tch n~gga door (glraat)
i heard the jack boyz tryna get me (tryna get me)
i heard the jack boyz tryna get me (tryna get me)
i heard the jack boyz tryna get me (tryna get me)
n~ggas talkin’ ’bout work, we done sold plenty
[verse 2: team eastside snoop]
i heard the jack boyz tryna get me (go on, try)
but if this play make it back, i’d be up fifty (bands)
if i ball, my n~gga ball, n~gga, dunk with me
always got the lowest prices, n~gga, f~ck with me (f~ck with me)
word on the streets ghetto boyz droppin’ soon (yop)
f~ck k!llin’ p~ssy n~ggas, we’d drop the goons
team east green guys, n~gga, the makahoons (my n~ggas)
got throwaway money, went and shopped at june
i could ride white buffs with the gold trimming
wanna talk about work? i done sold plenty (sold everything)
got that sh~t movin’ fast, no hemi (you hear me?)
more money, more problems, more cents

[chorus: damedot & peezy]
money bring power (money bring power)
money bring jealousy, money bring hate (hate)
these n~ggas fake (these n~ggas fake)
money bring hoes (hoes)
money bring them k!llers to a b~tch n~gga door (glraat)
i heard the jack boyz tryna get me (tryna get me)
i heard the jack boyz tryna get me (tryna get me)
i heard the jack boyz tryna get me (tryna get me)
n~ggas talkin’ ’bout work, we done sold plenty
i heard the jack boyz tryna get me (tryna get me)
i heard the jack boyz tryna get me (tryna get me)
i heard the jack boyz tryna get me (tryna get me)
n~ggas talkin’ ’bout work (yeah), we done sold plenty
[verse 3: peezy]
ayy, the jack boyz, they can’t stand us (oh yeah?)
well, i’ma buy the booth to make you n~ggas stand up (stand up)
this just dime cost me five hundred and some (real sh~t)
could’ve bought a plane ticket and found a tan plug
you broke n~ggas love hatin’ me, i love bands (that’s f~cked up)
man, these sucker n~ggas fear what they don’t understand (you hear me?)
that’s where our machine guns hold a hundred, fam’ (a whole hundred)
f~ck these n~ggas tryna stop what we got comin’ in
i hear these n~ggas plottin’ on me, but i still get it (i’m still gettin’ it)
man, you p~ssy n~ggas lucky that y’all still livin’ (lil’ n~gga)
thought we was down for the count, but we still in it (we still in it)
team east syrup gang, n~gga, [?]

[chorus: damedot, peezy & babyface ray]
money bring power (yeah, money bring power)
money bring jealousy, money bring hate (hate)
these n~ggas fake (these n~ggas fake)
money bring hoes (hoes)
money bring them k!llers to a b~tch n~gga door (glraat)
i heard the jack boyz tryna get me (tryna get me)
i heard the jack boyz tryna get me (tryna get me)
i heard the jack boyz tryna get me (tryna get me)
n~ggas talkin’ ’bout work, we done sold plenty
i heard the jack boyz tryna get me (tryna get me)
i heard the jack boyz tryna get me (tryna get me)
i heard the jack boyz tryna get me (tryna get me, yeah)
n~ggas talkin’ ’bout work, we done sold plenty
[verse 4: babyface ray]
money had them freak b~tches on your head (on my d~ck)
paranoid with the strap layin’ by the bed (d~mn)
yeah, i heard them jack boyz out again (come on)
f~ck a chain, we gon’ all buy choppers then
get a bag, run through it, re~cop again
grab a cd while you here, come shop again
lame n~ggas d~ck suckin’, sh~t gotta end
ray allen, game six, b~tch, i gotta win
these hoes so dirty, i can never trust ’em (never)
they see a bankroll around, they let whoever f~ck ’em (whoever)
my n~ggas love me, they’d come and do whatever for me (right now)
send shots, take shots, go to heaven for me

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