Lyrics Wooh Da Kid

Wooh Da Kid

Jackboyz

[Chorus: Wooh Da Kid]

I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up

Tellin' niggaz 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?

Tellin' niggaz 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

For big Gucci OJ I put the gloves on

Bullets raining on you now here comes the thunderstorm

Couple niggaz down to murder four couple stripes, yes

So if I say it's time to go he gon' die tonight

Brick squad, brick squad everything is brick squad, yes, yes

See in the snitch nigga dare 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 niggaz, my niggaz die for me

Like a midget to a train, ain't no stopping me

I'm riding for my niggaz, my niggaz ride for me

I'm my brothers' keeper all that we got is we

[Chorus:]

I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up, yes

Tell the niggaz 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, what, you fucked up, what?

Tell the niggaz 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

[Verse 2: OJ Da Juiceman]

Put my chain in, there's a no go nigga

Cause these diamonds in my jewlery it's like snow cones nigga

For you jagger wait yo for this stone cold nigga

I be trapping, I be trapping please say elbows nigga

All we do is win, we don't take airs nigga

We go four way on your head, that's a crest deal nigga

Got me fucked up if you think the crest steal nigga

Then treat you like potato cause we peel nigga

Then I walk around extendo ... we kill nigga

Naw I ain't no thief, but we steal nigga

When I'm trapping like a fool, I ain't handle the whole miller

Young Juiceman 32 & Brick Squad nigga

[Chorus:]

I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up, yes

Tell the niggaz 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, what, you fucked up, what?

Tell the niggaz 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

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]

I'm like a badge nigga, of the biggest ones

But if he bitter son, I get a bigger gun

I rock a lot of jewels and plus a lot of toos

I mean a lot of chops I make tomato soupe

It's such a beautiful day to put my diamonds on display

Black & yellow diamonds get your sun rays on the sun day

Bouldercrest in your head, like I'm pressin' jeans

Getting money in my robins, no rittlers on the scene

Batman call cat goes out the house

Took your eyes and your blouse

You a man or a mouse? Use a fucking mouse

Thug leo, all steal, every day's a drug deal

Every man is precious to me but the biggest all nigga

[Chorus:]

I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up, yes

Tell the niggaz 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, what, you fucked up, what?

Tell the niggaz 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