', that's off top, fool You already know, wreck it boyz, go down like that What up Jones? Dipset, nigga Bitch my Cadillac is candy an' my pistol is pearl My
the drop, pump the base on the pocket Move the H on our block, in front of H an' R block See the face on our watch, put your face on our cock I keep
the bread Sheek, Zeke, hell rell and I got some in the feds I contradict what ever the government says For them boys on my back wit them bugs by my
twistin' my lime I'm 'bout to get cash, and you can kiss ass Dipset got this shit up on smash This is Jim Jones, he's breezin' on chrome Ya best bet
] and the tongue-kissin' and one instance Turns some heated touchin' to some freaky fuckin' My situation is a bit of trouble See this affair is a bit of struggle And my persona and my
my bitches wearin' thick incense, hey, girl You know it tickles when you kiss my neck, stop that Them icicles on my wrist and neck, blingin' Your wife
thou-outfit Show you how to get that powder shit Filed the fifth, jet out of it My proud of what is yo' turn, Jim so burned Live bitch, why kiss, on my
Jones, Capo Status You know what this is about, 'bout riders All my states around this country All my ghettos, my niggaz ready to ride R.I.P, Biggie Smalls
my Dips, with my Dips Fuckin' wit my Dips Wit my Dips, gettin' chips Fuckin' wit my Dips My Dips, buyin' whips Jus' fuckin' wit my Dips, my Dips Yeah
on this .9 Mind on my money, my money on mind Mind on my money, my money on mind Mind on my money, my money on mind You fuck wit' my paper, I'll press
sold souls Slow toes, im so cold, my dough folds Killa! [Chorus: Jim Jones] So get your parachute, and row your boat nigga Signal your plane, yes we get on
on Niggas cheat when it's on Niggas get reef when its on They can't believe when it's on But it's me when it's on But it is and this is what I do so
slice Transactions by the building, uptown Harlem world Manhattan where we kill them (Taz) Plus my project way of thinking spending most my days drinking It's like I'm on my way
, bon appetit - chow time [Jim Jones] The purple, HAZE, keep scorchin and burnin Nightmares at night I wake up in sweat, tossin and turnin (I can't sleep) I'm light on my
can see from the stars) When we walking on eggshells, when you talk on next cells (what happens) When you talking on fed cells (listen to me) and we all on
dice on the street Now come on [Chorus 4X: Jim Jones] Do doves fly, when thugs cry? Here's a story 'bout the trials and tribulations of this thug life [Jim Jones
a bird with an extra clip in We on the curb where my niggaz dealin That's how my niggaz livin [Chorus] [Jim Jones] So now we ballin in the major leagues
get crunk move bitch 2. Get drunk stupid 2. High like space, .45 on waist [Verse 2: Jim Jones] This is that bang, bang, bang To my hooligan, gang While
