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Roy Jones Jr.

Roy Levesta Jones Jr. (born January 16, 1969) is an American former professional boxer, commentator, and trainer who holds dual American and Russian citizenship. He competed in boxing from 1989 to 2018, and held multiple world championships in four weight classes, including titles at middleweight, super middleweight, light heavyweight, and heavyweight, and is the only boxer in history to start his professional career at light middleweight and go on to win a heavyweight title. As an amateur, he represented the United States at the 1988 Summer Olympics, winning a silver medal in the light middleweight division after one of the most controversial decisions in boxing history.Jones is considered by many to be one of the best boxers of all time, pound for pound, an… more »

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I smoke, I drink

B-Doctor, let's welcome 'em to the Vault baby

Do it big nigga, do it big nigga

Do it big nigga, stupid ass nigga

I smoke, I drank

(Yea, yea)

I'm supposed to stop but I can't

(Uh-huh)

I'ma dog, I love hoes

(Yea, yea)

And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes

Do it big then

I smoke, I drank

(Yea, yea)

I'm supposed to stop but I can't

(Uh-huh)

I'ma dog, I love hoes

(Yea, yea)

And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes

Do it big then

I do it big nigga

I do it big nigga

I do it big nigga

So many ways to get paid better, keep, fake, ID

Sure y'all don't try me it's murder, I'm a server

Lyric life sentence relentless, a menace to society

Full of robberies so [unverified] it, I hop in the bubble

Wrap the Beretta wit a rag that glock in the Cutlass

Nigga I'm always hustlin' and yea, round the Cadillacs

The alibam's a must

(Uh-huh, yea yea)

Crimey and grimey weed smuckers

(Uh-huh, yea yea)

Money and weed, you know my mind see on the Don Don P

With Mr. Magic and Traffic blowin' some bomb weed

(Uh-huh, yea yea)

In your mind, I call my pistol 'cause it stay by me

(Uh-huh)

That's like my brother, lucky mothers

We ain't nothin' to see

(Uh-huh)

Or like my nigga Pete, but Uncle Pete

Or my partner Moe Pete, and Low Key nigga, you know me man

It ain't no thang to [unverified] it back and make you shake thug bang

Grab the weed, rhyming the coke name nigga, what's up

I smoke, I drank

(Yea, yea)

I'm supposed to stop but I can't

(Uh-huh)

I'ma dog, I love hoes

(Yea, yea)

And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes

Do it big then

I smoke, I drank

(Yea, yea)

I'm supposed to stop but I can't

(Uh-huh)

I'ma dog, I love hoes

(Yea, yea)

And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes

Do it big then

I do it big nigga

I do it big nigga

I do it big nigga

I ain't got nuthin' but dick for you hoes

I won't trick, I ain't sick for you hoes

I ain't got nuthin' to give to no nigga

Deal wit no nigga, chill wit no nigga

I'ma keep a stack of that funny smelling tobacco

Pistol in my hand, nigga ready to act a

God damn fool, ignorant muthafucka bout to lose my cool

Let me smoke a goose so I can calm my nerves

Find me a duck, get some head in the Burb

I'ma fool on them hoes nigga

That's my word, show me a dime and I'm bet I'm gettin served

Everybody know me probably saw me half [unverified]

Drunk, high in the club bout to get it hot

Louisiana nigga, down here we getting bucked

(Bucked)

And if we ain't fighting, it's probably 'cause we too fucked up

I smoke, I drank

(Yea, yea)

I'm supposed to stop but I can't

(Uh-huh)

I'ma dog, I love hoes

(Yea, yea)

And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes

Do it big then

I smoke, I drank

(Yea, yea)

I'm supposed to stop but I can't

(Uh-huh)

I'ma dog, I love hoes

(Yea, yea)

And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes

Do it big then

I do it big nigga

I do it big nigga

I do it big nigga

I do it big

Lil Boosie do it big boy

Feel this here, check this out

Look

I smoke, I drank, I tote that iron

(That iron)

Eyes stay red, and my girl stay fine

I'ma problem child, I know you heard

I ain't no turtle, I'ma crocodile

(Crocodile)

And I'll serve ya, see Lil Boosie from that South Side

(That South Side)

In they mouth got bout five

Got them Tees with dem Ree's wit dem black and white cowel

(Cowel)

I want Ashanti, Beyonce and Trina

So I could hit her from the back, like I do my black Nina

I miss my nigga Soulja Slim, and that's for real

(Rest In Peace)

So in your memory I pop a pill, [unverified] the steel

If you don't like it you could take it to that level

That go the mo light, mo won't you come and meet the Devil

Look, I'ma put two labels on my back and start walking

(Start walking)

And it ain't in six states now I got everybody talking

Look, and I thug, with my thugs

(I thug, my thugs)

We getting paid from the block to the club that's what's up nigga

I smoke, I drank

(Yea, yea)

I'm supposed to stop but I can't

(Uh-huh)

I'ma dog, I love hoes

(Yea, yea)

And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes

Do it big then

I smoke, I drank

(Yea, yea)

I'm supposed to stop but I can't

(Uh-huh)

I'ma dog, I love hoes

(Yea, yea)

And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes

Do it big then

I do it big nigga

I do it big nigga

I do it big nigga

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