Young Jock Couple Grand Lyrics

A couple gran, price tag on ya head leave ya layin were ya stand
A couple gran, price tag on ya head, on ya head, on ya head
A couple gran, price tag on ya head, price tag on ya head
A couple gran, price tag on ya head leave ya layin were ya stand

Verse 1
Watch him die slow, and then his eyes roll
In da back of his head now his body cold
A couple gran, a couple shots, a couple drip drops, now ya leakin won't stop
b____ im da man, just ask block, shots rain out, u can hear em from a couple blocks
b____ wats my name? call me yung joc, I got a great aim, all I need is one shot
Errbody talkin in my neighborhood, I got great lawyers, cuz my paper good,
Leave ya body riddled, weazin and coughin, hear bout it live, fox 5, and monica coffman
U f___ wit mine, I cross ya lifeline, im a graffiti artist, paint chalk out outlines
And the worst part,is im not a coward, visit yo wake and give ya momma dead flowers

Verse 2
This is not a movie, no reruns, all sales final, no refunds
Once I make the payment, the hits out, im not jeezy I aint swappin s___ out
First I tell him, were I want it done, in the backyard right in front of his son
Then I tell him, were to drop him off, in the chattahoochie wit his d___ chopped off [d___!]
Yes dats harsh, but its well deserve, feed his a__ to the sharks for orderves
No remorse, no pity, this can happen to you in new jock city

Verse 3
I got a couple killas, got a great choppa, blast through ya fool,s___ ya guts leak out,
The sheriff call ya momma, and she freak out, got a hit meant fo her, dial yo momma speed dial
Oooo it aint nutn, but a call away, come home and find yo baby sista in the hallway
9-1-1, but its too late, she lookin like a maxi-pad bleeding through da duck tape