Lyrics:
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by nigga, I'ma knock fire nigga
from yo' ass, you can come try nigga (HEY!)
In the hood, all
Georgie-Porgie, all night long
How was I to know what I was in for
I had it rockin' and a rollin' for a while, by George
By, by, by, by George
We bought
get left behind
Abandoned in a battlefields
And when they all think you’ve been killed
You can follow your own path And come back stronger
Cuz you can
a bikini, all on me just glossin' me up
I love the way you do that, bih, I'm thinkin' about bossin' you up
Damier, and some J's, watch how I sauce this shit
I'm from that dirty, dirty, you can tell by the slang
Switch a lane in the rain, it's a sudden thang
I'm so Texas like Austin, Mike Jones, I'm
those who don't know my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in
those who don't know my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in
those who don't know my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in
don't treat you like he 'posed to
See, I'm not like that
You see I'm not like that
I appreciate you for all that you're worth because you
of tyrants and violence,
I'm flossing my diamonds, by the grace of Capo, in he mist of the hood, and it should be all good,
But murders go down, you know they
Oh miss Tiffany Jones, you won't leave me alone
I leave my feelings at home, and then I feel all alone
And when its getting hot, ain't nobody to tell
Our path is heaven sent
Today we’re walkin’ on that path
Dreamin’ of tomorrow
Lookin’ back on yesterday
Fightin’ for the future
When it is all said
power
Every organ I was born wit got price tag and it's top dollar
For the all black no rottweiler yeah
Hold up
You say my people are radical
But you
[Intro/Chorus fading in and out in background]
Ok, ok, (heeeyyyy) yeah
We back in this bitch (Lovely Daze like this...)
Jim Jones nigga (you
Yeah, State
I want y'all to stay here with me
It is worth it
Let's get it, Jay
Are you done, darf ich reden?
I'm 'bout to talk so better stay here
that from Bun B Rest In Peace to Sweet Jones
Disrespect me I will regulate unbothered by you niggas hate
As a youngin OGs got me straight fuck what
Feelin all the energy that makes our body sing
Going crazy in the club
Hard at home
You call it locomotion but I call it moving bones
They talkin' bout
Trade all your players y'all negus treason
Don't need a play at the line I read it
By the look in your eye
I just don't believe you
All my negus 10 toes
much slurp, it's a buffet
Yo Rory, what's the fuckin' story?
Dumb like Dory
Eh Sheli, same for you
Y'all movin' like some Tory's (that's fax)
And I'm
paid fuck my wrist up
All my crew bang like a pistol
Saddam Hussein with the missiles
A lot of you made for dismissal
You not in the game blow
Colli park
Who
Mike Jones
Who
Mike Jones
Smurf
You did the fool with this one baby
I got hurricane chris (say girl, say girl)
And right now
what ya please (hey)
The lap of luxury is what you'll be laying in just respect
The playa and the game that hes playing in (for real)
I can show
to the soul of Marvin
To bring back the promise, it's Black Market
[Interlude: William Cooper]
Chill, Priest, yo chill
'cause you got William Cooper in here
tight
I'm flying by the seat of my pants
So at the end of the night
Your records come alive
And beg for the daylight
(Muad'Dib) And five miles..
(Felix)
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