Jabar by Grim Dave Lyrics
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Quote from the song “Jabar” by Grim Dave
It's been a long time coming
Like fuck it, I couldn't bust it
I would if I could
The block told me keep it pumping
These niggas fronting
Head off the pack
They fumble it, I pick it up
And sell it back to them for double
Got the mack in the duffle
The oil filter make it muffle
So when I send shots, that shit subtle
And I'll rebuttal any statement that you utter
Think you slick like butter
Bitch, you lying like the government
Lately y'all been on some other shit
So I'm on some throw this pipe bomb
At yo baby mother's crib
Shoot up the kitchen
Watch her drop her baby
Bullets hit her riblets
And I still want you to pay me back in interest
Gotta bitch out Grandy Park
Move the coke out the Sentra
Top bitch smuggle dope in a bucket of paint thinner
My patience is growing thinner
And every waking moment you playing with my dope
Get yo grandmama choked up
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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Jabar”
- Produced: Brooklyn Taylor
- Release Date: April 8, 2014
Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Jabar” Released in 2014
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[Verse 1]
It's been a long time coming
Like fuck it, I couldn't bust it
I would if I could
The block told me keep it pumping
These niggas fronting
Head off the pack
They fumble it, I pick it up
And sell it back to them for double
Got the mack in the duffle
The oil filter make it muffle
So when I send shots, that shit subtle
And I'll rebuttal any statement that you utter
Think you slick like butter
Bitch, you lying like the government
Lately y'all been on some other shit
So I'm on some throw this pipe bomb
At yo baby mother's crib
Shoot up the kitchen
Watch her drop her baby
Bullets hit her riblets
And I still want you to pay me back in interest
Gotta bitch out Grandy Park
Move the coke out the Sentra
Top bitch smuggle dope in a bucket of paint thinner
My patience is growing thinner
And every waking moment you playing with my dope
Get yo grandmama choked up
[Hook]
(Hol' up)
Twelve at the door
Let me put the dope up
(Hol' up)
Twelve at the door
Let me put the chrome up
(Them niggas gone)
Fiends at the door
Bitch pack the coke up
(Hol' up)
[Verse 2]
And I know that I'm a dead nigga walking
But if a nigga cross my path
It'll be a dead nigga walking with me
It's like the dark side be talking to me
You hear that bark, that's the dog in me
And the streets watching me
So the .40 never departs from me
And a bitch can't choose to part from me
Unless she wanna wake up in the back of a trunk
In the bottom of a lake, don't be no dummy
And don't think I'm being funny
Bitch I'll do you like Christopher did Adriana
Now they looking for your body like Jimmy Hoffa
Shit, I bet that chart never sketch me
Cause you know I got the Glock to protect me
Shit got the answers any nigga test me
And the Henny got me feeling like the dark possess me
Said that shit got the answers any nigga test me
And the Henny got me feeling like the dark possess me
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Aye fuck niggas is feeble
Meek demeanor, I don't resemble ya weak mental
I go to PETA with the mink on
Ill skin bass match my bitch pale skin tone
You needing two-hundred and fifty I got the zips for
Street knowledge, I thieve with demons and robbers
You might see them sipping Vino with the mobsters
I eat the veal with the pasta
Pull of in a grey Boxter
Make yo bitch suck me through the Bape boxers
I did it my way like Sinatra
The OG saying he's his pops son
If I get locked up in the streets
It'll be like the stocks plunged
When niggas can't nab him, I'm like Viper in Top Gun
I bite one arm off the body of a rap nigga
Stuck the mack in the venue
The bouncer didn't pat a nigga
Shit I'm really in the field like Pat Tillman
So on the contrilly, I really packs the mac mili