Say Jack - Andre Nickatina, The Jacka, Reign

Yo, fuck the radio

Mob niggas ain’t nothing like you

Double drums on every rifle

Cross the Mob they paralyze you

I drink Hi-Tech straight out the bottle

Niggas can’t trap plus they desperado

Come short next pass they gon' catch the hollow

Another thirty kicks I’ll be rich tomorrow

2 pints of Actavis in my cargos

A bitch ain’t gettin' check she ain’t worth my convo

Kaz still locked where the fuck does the time go

Nothing but real niggas like we come from the Congo

Real shit back (?)

Bitch nigga get out same day I surprise him

Y’all ain’t doin' that how the fuck is y’all mobbin'

Hit your hood 6 traps leave nothin' alive in