Lyrics:
I'm talkin' 'bout?
Mr tommy Johnson, Killa, huh
And my nigga, Boosie
I gotta holla at my people in Oakland
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Huh
My nigga
Big Joe Williams, Bukka White, Robert Johnson, Jimmy Reed
Sam Chatmon, Ishman Bracy, Tommy Johnson, Skip James
John Lee Hooker, Elmore James,
Big Joe Williams, Bukka White, Robert Johnson, Jimmy Reed
Sam Chatmon, Ishman Bracy, Tommy Johnson, Skip James
John Lee Hooker, Elmore James,
Patton and Skip James
Tommy Johnson and the gang
These were no friends of mine
But I listen to them some of the time
When are you coming back to this side
Tommy "Zero" Johnson
Oh, yo, ha
You remember this one from way back, huh?
Make ya want to stomp your feet
Or snap your fingers
Like this
"Take Jimmy Johnson
Take Tommy Thompson
Take my best friend, Bo
Take anybody that you want as
Long as she don't go
Take any boy in the world
Daddy
"Take Jimmy Johnson
Take Tommy Thompson
Take my best friend, Bo
Take anybody that you want as
Long as she don't go
Take any boy in the world
Daddy
Jimmy Johnson
Take Tommy Thompson
And take my best friend, Bo
Take anybody that you want
As long as she don't go
Take any boy in the world
Daddy
"Take Jimmy Johnson
Take Tommy Thompson
Take my best friend, Bo
Take anybody that you want as
Long as she don't go
Take any boy in the world
Daddy
and smiled
He said, "We can't leave her behind"
"Son, I know you don't want her to go
But someday you'll change your mind"
And Johnny said
"Take Jimmy Johnson
Your lean and pour a 4
I am making a shot like Joe Johnson
Running through, it's Tommy Jones
Ice cream on my wrist
I swear I need an Alamo
Doing 4 songs
Martha Ellen Jenkins, how long have I chased
The boys away from you
It seems like it was yesterday I turned
Bill Johnson's green eyes black and blue
Lord help their souls be saved
Mr. Johnson's daughter flew in from Nevada
When they put him in his grave
Tommy took a summer job in Pontiac
He's
Turn my bedroom
To a function
In a minute
Magic Johnson
In his prime
Grant their wishes
All my woes
In my past
New beginnings
Ive popped off
Ive been
Cliff, Super nice, and Draws (real niggas)
[Verse 2: Nas]
Bumpy Johnson style, old timers, crocodile shoes
pinky rings, big rounders with tools, bossin'
groceries
Your thot in the spot
Sucking cock 'til it's cotton
So call that bitch Calvin Johnson
She done dropped the ball
Hoes already know how it go (Ayy)
Phoenix oh
I moved at the D-tox
Man they'd better clean em out
But look, vibs we clean em out
But when you grill like Paul Wall
Like Tommy knows you're
& Johnson
I'ma be honest, feel like Giannis, I need the bucks so I'ma fly out to Wisconsin
They know I'm shooting like Allen I'm toting the Tommy you might
keep the Tommy tucked
For any nigga who nigga who tryna Clutch
These nigga not hard as us
Beach Boy 4way slime its us
These niggas time is up I'm rocking
a tommy gun
8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1
Ain't going back to jail
And if I do then shiiid I'm jumping bond
8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1
Bitch this Numbers 2
Letting you know Shit
Fino te hago bajar del pony
Fino porque vivo bien funny
Fino hommie visto de tommy
la tonta que se vaya con la keta
yo me quedo con la mota viendo
a murder most foul
Tommy, can you hear me? I'm the Acid Queen
I'm riding in a long, black Lincoln limousine
Riding in the backseat next to my wife
stiff like the pose
In the pictures of Vogue and flashy fashion magazines
You be thumbing in ?em, props to Beverly Johnson
She was the first black
Got me fucked up that's a misunderstanding
Got the Glock by the Johnson I shoot like Stanley
Shoot a lil jumper like Johnson
Say that I'm broke boy stop
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