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Jim Jones

Joseph Guillermo Jones II (born July 15, 1976), better known by his stage name Jim Jones, is an American rapper and original member of The Diplomats, also known as Dipset. He is Co-CEO of Diplomat Records. Jones is also a noted video director under the name CAPO, for artists including Cam'ron, Remy Ma, and State Property. more »

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Feels I've been gone for way too long
Meet me at the baggage claim I'm phone
Wit some shit on the mine to carry on
And I can tell you if she look right
I can tell you if the shit cooked right
And I can tell you what a bedroom look like
Every time we are out bitch we're gonna have a good night

And Ima just havin a leor vision
Hustle in the cold with the hog hidin'
Try to pitch my hands .. Frost bittin'
Look at this now my wrist and hands frost bitin'
We used the bodies like a mortician
Get caught don't speak like autism
Look dat up
Nigga hear the Porsche rippin'
Ain't race a bike since arty had lost his vision
Can't approach life with more precision
At this point I done walked away from four collision
5 Rays ducked about 40 shots..in the hood where they smoke dust and murder cops
They say I am rapping like am pissed off
Well then u ask'em what a brick cost
He said 30 is the new 20
For the birdies
And that only if u by a few 20's
And im just worried bout this new Beny
(How much that cost?) The Dealer Said like 220
Over beef u know my sleep I don't lose any
Since feather friends with the blue penny's
Plastic cups grand cru, henny
On the corners where we shut dice
F*ck niggas still talkin beat the deuce
Blacks stones but they cook white
And in the morning gotta book flights

Feels I've been gone for way too long
Meet me at the baggage claim I'm phone
Wit some shit on the mine to carry on
And I can tell you if she look right
I can tell you if the shit cooked right
And I can tell you what a bedroom look like
Every time we are out bitch we're gonna have a good night

And i ain't nothing but a Harlem nigga
I sell drugs man I never was a robber nigga
We use dat as the last resort
And I blow through stack at the last resort
South tower nigga pools in the suit
Blowin' out sour jewels lookin' sweet
I'm on my 25th hour dawg im loosi'n sleep
Graveyard hours tryin' scoop a freak
We hit the town like we that shit
And you could call me Chris Brown 'cause I beat yo bitch
And chow down ma eat the dick
She had bad table manners I ain't leave her tip
Call my connect Sidney Portya
'Cause niggas sever kidney and the raws ya
Come up short be and organ donor
It was love at first site when i saw the corner
I heard rev got shot I hope my prays meet'em
Until shooters let the fuckin' fan eat'em
Until these muthafuckin flairs heat'em
Until bullets in the fuckin' air meet'em
I'm hopin out the layer to greet'em (Word Word)

Feels I've been gone for way too long
Meet me at the baggage claim I'm phone
Wit some shit on the mine to carry on
And I can tell you if she look right
I can tell you if the shit cooked right
And I can tell you what a bedroom look like
Every time we are out bitch we're gonna have a good night

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