Make No Issues of It
Jim Jones
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Shit There's a list of things I can start with HeatMakerz And I ain't here to make no issues of it When we ball Even the feds took pictures of it (Capo) And I ain't here to make no issues of it (Facts) when we ball Even the feds took pictures of it They wouldn't understand, before the 'Gram What we did in public I came to your block to point 'em out, like "What nigga was it?" Got these niggas hatin' 'cause These bitches love it Lover's Lane, they know we love the game We hit the strip and hug it Bros before hoes Watch as niggas put a bitch above it Shit, the Rollie froze, I'm talkin' drippin' Every bit is flooded I drop stacks out at Barney's Lookin' like we at war I'm wearin' a shirt that say 'Army' Rambo in a Lambo, Valentino Campbell For the soldiers that we lost we Pour Ace and light a candle And I don't rap for your convenience I pop war inside a store Right in back of the convenience And I, I still pack gats above the penis Nigga neck lookin' like he Practice with Serena Call my lawyer, I ain't jackin' no subpoena Feelin' like Pac, yellin' "What's brackin'?" out the Bimmer Havin' nightmares But Lord knows I'm a dreamer Wakin' up scremain' ow my dead Lawyer could lean her Should I go deeper? (Should I?) Should I go deeper? Like the one-time when I Had the street sweeper Mad slow, very eager to pull up on a nigga Like "What you did?" On that nigga like "Who this for?" For them niggas like For them niggas like F*ck the politics, f*ck the policies Don't apply for loans We ain't got checks for your college fees The only world we recognize are The tech and the 'nologies I know Ghostface Killah's like On these sweats and these wallabees I'm in your halls with Taj Mahals and some red caps My country got the gall to be Appalled by some red hat don't trip Get your panties in a bunch 'cause I said that I went around with a bunch of Niggas that let lead cap I'm a product of where I'm from But me and my neighbor are nothin' alike He was a pumper, I was lieutenant And we was both hustlin' white, uh Oppositions never changed the Customer's price I was right there for the whole thing Of course we adjusted the price Now I cop watch and then I bust 'em on sight Gold Rollie's lookin' like ace of Spades and buckets of ice Drop a kilo on Cuba and then I crush it with ice slow down, young man Please don't rush through this life These niggas buy Chanel Spend money on lots of fail iceberg Smurf Where the f*ck is the Gargamel? My ladies stay drippy, boy back from where? See Superman havin' brunch at Bagatelle (Chill) Nigga, chill, let this whole thing spill All at your head, couple more on the grill Want beef with the smoke? Couple More on the grill I ain't lost a step, y'all better chill For real better chill Watch it watch your step, youngin We just fuckin' around
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Written by: GREGORY G. GREEN, JOE LAWRENCE, JOSEPH JONES, SEAN THOMAS
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