Lyrics:
myself God only is the witness.
Twisting my fingers lettin you the business, Despicable Jone you niggas is the minions.
Gangs run the city and its not
chocolate, Coco Jones Body type, Queen Naija
Baddest babes, love Ruthless niggas, but I gotta dodge em
Street intellect is a must-have, where I'm from We
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For real girl, it's me in your
and it's all right. It's all right. Yes, it's all right by me
Think about what you want, but care about what you need
I'm saying Casey Jones, you just watch
Ye ye
Ma ye ye ooo iseeya
You gimme jones i never seen before yoyoyo
Rappnem on the beat
Na you say make i slice it 'Inside'
Say if i give you for
Then says the judge, says he
"Oh, for life, Jim Jones, I'm sending you
Across the stormy sea
But take a tip before you ship
To join the iron gang
you need dome hit me!"
Love to see the chrome wit me
The car a quarter mil, on the wheels I done blown 50
Dice games blown 50, Jones loan 60
Had
by (to get by)
You're all (you're all)
I need (all I need)
To get by (yeah, ay)
Check it out
Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ
things in past
But I ain't phased by that
Had a talk with problems
Had to face 'em
You can run but you know you can't hide
Keep my son safe for me
When I
come in stacks (Stacks)
And I know just how to get it man
A low profile, might be ridin' a Honda Civic man
You'll never know it's me, but a nigga got
jones yearning kind of spell
Hypnotized mesmerized by the unknown you possess in the air yeah
Subconsciously dreaming sneak peaking the pre-life of us
those who don't know my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in
those who don't know my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in
to be there by nine
Pinstripe suit, clean shirt and tie
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'How's the wife
to be there by nine
Pinstripe suit, clean shirt and tie
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'How's the wife
If I say I'ma ride, then they with me
Safety first but the strap is a glizzy
We gon' circle the block and get busy
What you talkin' 'bout? Niggas
look in my eyes you might see the secret recipe
Me and my brothers yeah we grinding influentially
Put that on my mothers yeah we getting it by any means
love with the Coco
Si le mete hasta abajo
Ella quiere Sahoco
En el hotel habrán pensao que estamos a lo loco
Lo fui a sacar, mi miró mal y me
by (to get by)
You're all (you're all)
I need (all I need)
To get by (yeah, ay)
Check it out
Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For
On the stereo or radio by George Jones
Yes I'm alright most of the time
If there's no one around to remind
Me of all the pain that I've known
Most of the time
say, They say
Ha-ha
Big Jones
Never been da little one
You feel me
Better grab some Plies, nigga, yeah, and tighten up
Yeah, nigga, you know that,
[Brett's voice narrating]
Dear Jermaine, by the time you read this,
I will be far, far away, at Coco's house,
and I will no longer be residing--
Then says the judge, says he
"Oh, for life, Jim Jones, I'm sending you
Across the stormy sea
But take a tip before you ship
To join the iron gang
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