[Intro]
[Straight jacking x4]
[Grab the nine with the hollow point tip x2]
[It goes 1, 2, 3]
[Verse 1]
I'm giving up nothing
Or maybe on your shit, boy, I'm scheming
I'm solo, numero uno, the Eiht's fiending
Just to get my hands on yo' goods
Give me the slip, boy, you wish you could
Geah, you're kinda frightened by the Compton night stalker
When I got you by the throat, better be a fast talker
Time's running out for your program
Better hide from the Compton hitman
Whatchu got in your trunk? Fool, unlock it
As I put the pat down on your pockets
The neighborhood jacker's on the creep
I bet your sounds'll sound good, in my Jeep
And tell your freak to get with the program too
Or she becomes black and blue
No harm done, and I'm out before somebody can be told
Episode one of the Jack Mode
[Chorus]
[Straight jacking] (Geah)
[Straight jacking] (Wut?)
[Straight jacking]
[Straight jacking]
[Verse 2]
I'm starving like Marvin, and gots to get some motherfucking pesos
So I can dig out a few hoes
And who should I game on?
Another fool that has to get jacked, it's the same song
Crease up the khakis and shirt, and I'm outta here
Who the fuck got jacked? I don't really care
My money is funny, and it just don't feel right
I'm tired of cavi, 'cause the clucks just won't bite
Now I'm on a mission to find me a sucker
And when I catch him, I hope he ain't a brave motherfucker
Give up the shit worth value
And keep your cool, fool
Strapped, with the motherfucking .380
Release the safety, and, boy, you're gonna hate E
Another dome that must explode
Episode deuce of the Jack Mode
[Chorus]
[Straight jacking] (Geah)
[Straight jacking] (Uh-huh)
[Straight jacking]
[Straight jacking]
[Straight jacking]
[Straight jacking]
[Straight jacking]
[Straight jacking]
[Verse 3]
Damn, I'm broke like a motherfucker and now I'm at the point of no return
One more fool on my list that I must burn
Spot a girl and she's draped with the jewelry
This is Compton for life, y'all don't hear me
Stroll to her car and played like I was wit' it
Half a blunt in my mouth and she asked could she hit it
Handed her the blunt as I commenced to start to lean
So I could peep out the scene
Fat links around the neck by the dozen
She's giggling too much, naw, don't tell me that she's buzzing
The perfect opportunity
And when she wakes up in the morning, she'll be hating E
Hopped in her car and we was set with a full tank
And in my mind, I'm thinking, "Bitch, drive so I can gank"
It's like that, the last episode has been told
About a nigga in jack mode
[Outro]
[Straight jacking] (Geah)
[Straight jacking] (Oh geah)
[Straight jacking] (Shhhh)
[Straight jacking] (Geah, Eiht Hype)
[Straight jacking] (For the nine-deuce)