Jack Who, Take What lyrics

[Verse 1: B.G.]
(whoa, sh*t ain't gon' happ')
Look, I just come from outta town, n*gga broke in my crib
Disrespect where I live, 20 g's up for who he is
He don't have the slightest mothaf*ckin' idea - who he dealin with
Ahh he don't know how real it get
He gonna get his wig split, looked over the bricks - got nothing
But I don't play n*gga, try'na take mine from him
For him ta know I was gone - know I wasn't home
Somebody had ta be in on it that I know
Time ta go in the closet, with a ride or die fit
Black hood - Girbauds - ski mask and Reebok classics
It's spreading 'bout them 20's - somebody gonna talk
Give it 3 or 4 days for it ta come out the dark
Oh what I told ya, n*ggas can't pull me ta the side
He ain't lying - I had the vibe, it was a podnuh of mine
But for me, he showed, wasn't no love in him
So I ain't hesistate ta put them f*ckin' slugs in him

[Chorus: B.G.]
Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with B.G
Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with B.G
Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with B.G
Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with B.G
[Verse 2: Turk]
(Look, Look, Look)
n*gga know I got that work - so he plottin' and watchin'
Try'na see when I'm gone - so he can break in my house and
I'ma bake a cake for him, make him think I'm outta town
I know he here hustlin' I'm on my monkey talkin' loud
Tellin' my round I'll be there, pick me up from the 'port
On my way ta Nashville, 10 bricks I'm gonna score
Prolly get a lil' dope, cuz that dope make more money
20 dollars for a bag, Half-a-gram for a 100
This n*gga just don't know, I'm on top of my game
Shoulda kept it too himself but instead he told Elan
Better get that n*gga Turk, so I got ta bust his brains
If I let that n*gga slide, he gonna try ta do it again
Gatta handle mine, gatta get rid of him quik
Bust him up fast, throw him in the lake then split
Jack who, take what, from who, not me
Get a bullet in ya head leave that ass on the street

[Chorus: Turk]
Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with Teke
Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with Teke
Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with Teke
Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with Teke

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
(aight)
Okay let me explain, been sittin' on 5 bricks of cocaine
Since the drought came
n*ggas be constantly blowing me up try'na cop thangs
But the price remain 10
I don't change it or curve it - I just slang it and serve it
You see the game is got these n*ggas hurtin'
The money's nervous, so they try'na get at me for service - Let's make it happen
I'm only askin' for dime a ki' - 5 for half
Quarters go 3 - you do the rest of the math
And n*gga offer me 55 so I figure he ballin'
But at my price any average hustler with dough can afford
But I'ont know this ol' n*gga so I'ma tax him 60 g. bandits
The extra 5 for shippin'-n-handlin'
When I met him, he in all black, talking 'bout he be back
Told me ta stay here while he go get the stacks
f*ck is you ignorant
I c*cked the Mag back quik, and knocked off his ligaments
Jack Wayne, not player thats ridiculous

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with Weezy
Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with Weezy
Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with Weezy
Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with Weezy

[Verse 4: Juvenile]
I told Ris, when my life at night with this dope
I had a b*tch, I kinda like ta bite
The b*tch broke with my sh*t
Oh yeah - I'ma found out where she at
She ain't selling none of that, look I need ta get that back
I'ma pay my people, what I owe them, Cuz I know them
And sh*t a get real fast,and I might have ta show them
I ain't gon' let the b*tch walk, like everthing is super either
She done change i-den-tities and acting as two people
A smart b*tch, but f*cked up in the game
Cuz I found out her social secruity number the same
Quickly, got the location and bust up her brains
Click on the 5 o'clock news, they ain't mention her name
Gatta, clear head - this for the time being
Cuz these b*tches right around me
Be the ones that mind sceaming
I sell brown ta you's frown n*gga
f*ck how you feel - ain't no rules now n*gga

[Chorus: Juvenile]
Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with Juve
Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with Juve
Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with Juve
Jack who, Take what, from who, not me
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with Juve

[Outro: Juvenile]
Jack who, Take what, from who, not we
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with H.B.'s
Jack who, Take what, from who, not we
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with H.B.'s
Jack who, Take what, from who, not we
Slip and think you can sleep - after f*ckin' with H.B.'s
Is you crazy?