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walking with a solo swag
You think you ballin' in that four do' Jag? Nah
In Tom Fords with a MK bag? nah
Give you a bird's eye view of the streets
Nigga,

Rookie of da Year

Mike Jones

1st Round Draft Picks

2003

Might catch Mag sippin a barre
When I'm in the club I put my hoood up like I'm fixin' my car
It's Magno

Hook x 2: (Mike Jones)
Y'all wanna be like Mag

Jamie Foxx I'm Tom Cruise and in this cab ride
Elimnatin' every perpe-hater that I pass by
'cept the only difference is all who go against Cham die
A slow

the Hell's Kitchen Nasir Jones
With some of Kweli's pros
That's widely spoke of and held
In regard by most
Of whom I would care about their opinion
You

hot like jone
three and five six like the reese all smooth
Culo

Repeat Chorus

One summertime too far
Hangin' with what you movr for
Lucy and Tierra

rappers!
When they see that cold-guy
Roll by, they like, "Oh my!"
"Prof, when the album drop? "
Tell 'em to hold tight
Eh, don't you know I got the studio

Hatchet Execution

Blaze Ya Dead Homie

1 Less G in da Hood

2001

Outcasted to the shadows 'cause you don't look right
Hypnotized by the eyes from the average muthafucka
Chrome to his dome, if he cries, he's a busta
There's

of dudes in a garage
Steady scratchin' their pussy cracks
Lookin' four foot nothin'
My manhood is in your weight class
That's why you're all mine like you're

driving you insane

In war and pieces
In war and pieces
In war and pieces
In war and pieces

Words and Music by Tom Angelripper, Bernd Kost, Bobby

going to skirt
Cause I might be Petty but I'm sure as Hell no Tom
So just like the Nasdaq I might drop it like a bomb
I'm not going to let any of y

Last night i had a vison i was the best
Woke up the following morning went to studio and gave it my best
Gavem an Album several months later they

hu...i said come to my sunday service
nigga seen who the reverend was then they got nervous
the niggity nasty Jim Jones
boot ya in the head,
steal toes

for me
And I'm smart as Ivy league
You D-league boy
You terrible like delinquents
So sorry peeping tom
Yo y'all some hot tamales
But I'ma need to see

I just landed bags on the door
Smoke up a blunt man my backs been sore
From all these flights oh my that’s not tour
Just to finish up the album
Wait

Prick? Thirsty bitch
This is why I drive a fuckin' hearse and shit
Every verse you spit ain't
Got enough turbulence
To even make me shake or twitch
You

and shit
You can't go in Gucci

Savior of my city, death by the millions
Backxwash posted my album said I was killin
Celebratin what I deserve
I guess that

you not sleeping
Can't expect growth when you not leaping
Follow wrong crowd leaving you behind
That's why I lead the way
And focus on my grind
Hard

She be blowing me but I ain’t even blown 
Sending all the text’s why you blowing up my phone 
Only ringing me Cus you ain’t got no one at home 
Imma

Off That Chewy

Dre Dog

New Jim Jones [Clean]

2006

Hu...i said come to my Sunday service
Nigga seen who the reverend was then they got nervous
The niggity nasty Jim Jones
Boot ya in the head, 
Steal toes

drippin' like eel
Couldn’t get home so I had to steal
Out in Tokyo, I’m dropping a bomb
Buckle expensive 'cause it made by Tom
Shit on fire I dropped

love me in spite of their niggas
He claiming it's beef, I got time today nigga
Run up it's on sight just like Tom & J nigga
Air that shit out it's

Palumbo, Road House & the album got you by the throat
Over the ropes, choke, no hope
Just toke like a chief does
I been dealing with these childish angry

me I seen you by the corner you had a straw hat
And dressed like Tom Sawyer now I'm bout to call the police so they can
Haul ya down to the station

burdens in traumas
Someone give a minor keys
I know that your facts are real
But lies just have appeal
Tom MacDonald brought better beef you
Can't combo