Jack Boyz Gucci Mane (Ft. OJ da Juiceman & Wooh da Kid)

[Chorus: Wooh da Kid]
I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up
Tell the niggas where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on tuck
I ain't talking about a name but my young boyz buck
I'm fucked up, you fucked up, what?
Tell the niggas where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on tuck
I ain't talking about a name but my young boyz buck

[Verse 1: Wooh da Kid]
For big picture OJ I put the gloves on
Bullets raining on you now here comes the thunderstorm
Couple niggas down for murder four couple stripes, yes
So if I say it's time to go then he goin die tonight
Brick squad, brick squad everything is brick squad, yes, yes
See in the snitch nigga *dead* make my dick hard
I never met a bully nigga that I couldn't beat
It's only one word I can't take it's defeat
I'm dying for my niggas, my niggas die for me
Like a midget to a train, ain't no stopping me
I'm riding for my niggas, my niggas ride for me
I'm my brothers' keeper all that we got is we

[Chorus: Wooh da Kid]
I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up
Tell the niggas where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on top
I ain't talking about a name but my young boyz buck
I'm fucked up, you fucked up, what?
Tell the niggas where you stash, you just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on top
I ain't talking about a name but my young boyz buck