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don't know where she lives (damn, damn, damn)
So you call a ho momma (uh), it ring three times
"Hey Ms. Jones, how you been?" (Hey Ms. Jones)
First

Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet

Last Day

The Notorious B.I.G.

Special Dedication

Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet

Last Day

The Notorious B.I.G.

Life After Death

1997

Disrespect, I shoot ya
By the way, them bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed with the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life ain't sweet

a gram, you need to get a scale
UPS ya figures, put your feet in the mail, bitch

Hook

Verse 2
Jim Jones:
I'm pumping Murder Was The Case by Snoop Doggy

Jim Jones baby I been ballin'
Who that motherfucker think he icy
High as hell that nigga need some shades or some Visene
Fuck her in a white-t not on me

on risk... That powerful make em drop it...

These fools out of they bodies the starting line got they wind... They shoot off fast as a rocket.... c make

When I shoot my shot I’m Steph Curry from the free throw
Ballin like I’m Jim Jones when it comes to beer pong
Faded Ima run the table like at Monte Carlo

Touchdown in the morning
Make a 30 ball by lunch

I started in the back at first
Im ahead of them
Nigga told his biz and I ain't
Ask man Im scared of them
Say

literary
Figures I can honor
Maybe J g ballard or Flannery O'Connor
Haggis and Fugu
That's like food for cult eaters
Jim Jones, Charles Manson, Father Yod

the goddamn streets
Cause that's the only way we gonna stop these pigs
We ain't gonna stop them by prayin'
We ain't gonna stop them by beggin'
And we ain't

Flippin'

Lil' Flip

The Takeover

2004

faithfully
I'm flippin' now I gotta get away

So come and roll wit a fly boy
You can be my fly girl
Just you and I girl
The kid ballin' like Jim Jones

In the Clutches of the Diabolical Sgt. Stiletto

2 Skinnee J's

Super Mercado

1998

want to get home before I'm burnt by the sun 
I want to be free in peace love and harmony
But my Miranda be vanishing like Carmen see
Check

back then I'm gone
I'm coming in and it's on
Y'all niggas rapping so gangsta'
Ain't none of y'all that hard
Y'all Jim Jones and Cam'ron, y'all beefing

smooth from
Head to toe
I heard you like Jim Jones ballers
Bottles on his tab
You don't need to hold his hand
Trophy wife lookin for
The glitz and the glam

the window
Oldhead mad they be playing me at bingo
I was gonna snap, you could tell by the intro
Separate flows
Got 'em thinking that It's Jim Crow
(That's

Desperato, aim, shoot and they miss

Secure the zone
Rattle your bones like Roy Jones
Dr frankenrhyme
Sparking your mind with microphones
Life with no emotions

to pistolwhip me, he couldn't make that 30 stretch enough
Your brodie got smacked and we did that, come shoot the messenger
Let them pussies know who drivin' by

when you asked for it (Why You Running Now?)
They must know now that I'm like Jim Gordon 
That's a bad motherfucker just like Jones (Ima Bad

Nicky"
I watch you as you moan and groan
Taking every inch of the new Jim Jones
Your eyes start to water, you bite your lips on your pretty face
You say

And tell them how much they meant
To me we'd listen to Jim
Jones and shout "ballin'!" and driving
Around without he seats back
And b96 on the radio

a young republican on the news, hey
What you gone protect, it's the shit I'm bout to loot, hey
Shoot, hey,
I don't call no truce, with the proof, hey
You,

can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep

I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it

rapper feel the storm
Cause a ruckus, megalomaniac like Jim Jones
Snatch a rapper by the toe and snap his neck like thin bones