Lyrics:
on before
Right about now - all my thugs around the world
If you love reggae music I want you to do this
Check it out, yo
Ah, put your lighter in the air,
Jones got a hold on me
It's true love Jones got a hold on me
Yeah yeah"
My life my life
I don't always get it right
But I paid the price
You would think
motherfucker who think this is
On the celly bumpin' Makaveli
I hold no grudge
You diss me, I diss you, love is love
I heard his body was too hot to get near it
This is dedicated to all them fuck
Ass lists you left me out
All them conversations 'bout New York
I wasn't mentioned, like I moved or something
That faces legal
Corruption with some of the most expensive
Campaigns in the world and many
Critiques of US foreign
Policy, which brings us to
This 1996
When I come out get your release dates moved
This year y'all gon' all lose sleep
I break 'em off somethin, break 'em off somethin
This year y'all
swear baby
When it gets messed around with I?m the one, I?m the one
It wasn?t me I promise
This ya boy jones
(Ooh. Ooh. Oh oh. )
With a sexy young diva,
[Shyheim:]
Yo, yo
I spark the mic like weed that's in a cipher
And I get girls open like a reggae song by Tiger
So check me out, as I flip this here track
to change up my ways
I put the wack shit away
Got away from some people that weren't helping me grow
So in the way they helped out got it figured out
If it
a ride no way
If I get caught, in a ride all day
If you talk to the feds that's a boom bye-ay
You can't come 'round mine nigga what no way
This is
get along with T Jones, so he rolled jack
I was on Prozac before I was 12
Spent my senior year in high school, sittin' in jail
To no avail, I was
Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets
to shawty blue
Took it to the sporty coup (Go)
Now, I can get it for a 23
So short give me 42
And what the fuck ya gonna do (what else)
BALL! I'm all for it
sip about it
Fuck the world
I'ma still get some cool things up out it
If a CEO wanna dance all in my videos
I need a big deposit
Swerve, swerve, I'm
is what I am, kilos by grams
This a stick up man, get out your car man
Only way is to survive, if my AK jam
Like Jigga, I'm standing in my B-Boy stance
Hurricane Katrina
I get Superdome defenses tryna find
A way to stop me
I'm offensive with the wordplay
I minored misdemeanors
Bitch, you might need a subpoena
Hello world reporting live to tell you that I'm doin' great
And my name is Jaquan Jones the tender age of 28
Put that time into yourself these are
The afternoon has gently passed me by
The evening spreads its sail against the sky
Waiting for tomorrow
It's just another day
God bid yesterday
heard!), Chicago! Uh huh (Man!)
Shout to Bionce Foxx, Kid Robot, shout out to Roxy, (Tre), shout to Miss Jones Too Hot 97
(Choco Joc), everybody gave me
And all of a sudden you say a Indiana Jones
An' a thief out gold and thief out the scrolls and even the buried bones
Some of the worst paparazzi's I've
Cruisin? down the street in my 64
(Mike Jones!)
Jockin? a bitch, slappin? a hoe
Went to the park to get the scoop
Knuckleheads out there, cold,
The skyline’s shimmering in the night
A world apart, yet so alive
I feel the pulse of the electric air
A humming energy that surrounds me
In this neon wonderland
show you
Where we'll take you where you dare not go to
Follow me and let my mind control you
Where rebuild this world that will destroy you
Yeah, it's a real sad story
Show you just how unjust this world is
Let me tell ya bout a guy named Jack
Jack B. Nimble, Jack be quick
There's
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