Lyrics:
alright
And I promise you there's a paradise
You start to jam if you agree with me
Let's come together, we're family
Pay close attention if you lean
a block I ain't spin
I'ma spin through the ave and I'll do it again (where he at?)
Like damn, like (like damn)
What if that gun didn't jam, like? (Jam
twice, yea I feel the same
My slow jam, peanut butter novocaine
Moon dance, solace flame
Fired up, let me feel you breathe baby
Contact (I'm not afraid,
Ghetto summer jam's got the streets blocked off
Plots to knock me off get stopped short
Armed with my thoughts, move the world with an unknown force
forget me
I wanna make love to you to slow jams
Play that Tevin Cambell 'Can We Talk' I know that's your jam
She was tryna get this shit on video but
never make a happy jam
[chorus]
niggaz sik a bein broke, niggaz sik a doin shit man, otha mutha fukerz taken the credit for, that sux,
Niggaz sik
think about this
A jam for the streets that you can't resist
So hustle to this, bang to this
Get your money to this, yeah listen to this
Now what do
& me
You & me forever
Babe I can see
You're driving me crazy
I want to jump and jam with you
I can if I please
Play with your feelings
But it's
and chinchilla
I know my momma cooked I can hardly wait
I'm hungry so when I come through hand me a plate
Or that down hun southern cook connect jam
Now easy
Vico-C, Maicol y nuel-Ma\
Que esten Baby Rasta, Gringo
Falo, Yankee, Nicky Jam
Cejon el Master Joe
Y su consul O.G. Black
Miguel Play y Chezinola
the fam
So if The Source givin out five mics, I want five grams
Keep a revolver cause nines jam
Abg Anybody-Can-Get-It, I die for the fam
Die for
When it, when it, when it, when it, when it
[Chorus]
When it get, live! jam, live!
Packed, like, this! ahhhh!
Lovin it, that's how we want it
check
Relax 'cause that's not where my head is at
I don't need guys like these, turn up the music
And I'll show you how to do a jam
(Ow) I get
y'all
Say a few 'ho's and a 'yes yes y'all'
They had battles of the neighborhood jocks
And I used to take the jam right straight to the box
Every now
right and I'm never goin left
I'm not a comedy but my jams pack mad def
My napsack's full with mad goodies
My click keeps a low profile with black
often see me in jams
They be thinkin' I'm high
Nah that just be my lazy eye
But I can't front, sometimes I be chiefin'
Ya hear that, girl at the bar want
Ghetto summer jam's got the streets blocked off
Plots to knock me off get stopped short
Armed with my thoughts, move the world with an unknown force
a sixteen bar, he's not a rap star
Not saying that I am, but I'm the jam
I'm going to kick a little not a Dr. Seuss riddle
No cats in hats, fox in some
lack for survival
Into rappin, it just so happens that I'm a blackman
Rob is chill, got skill and I pack jams
Rhymes I wrote I devote to promote pride
mind being programmed to the game
A jigsaw puzzle, but the pieces don't fit, we'll jam them all the same
Where the big ones all can gain (Wanna go home)
no time for phonies and kiddie games
A bunch of bitches with numbers and wrong names
I just chill, and cold mack at the jam
I'm buttnaked, the woman
some friends
And everyone will have a jam, jam session
Oh oh oh raggae night, oh oh oh raggae night
Oh oh oh raggae night, oh oh oh raggae night
Oh oh
yourself when you get close to me, I let off on a fan
The biggest lie I ever heard was that, "This glizzy will not jam"
Marse had let that M4 rip, but he
computer rhymes get physical
I walk low and howl with no afro
X with a bald head like Fidel Castro
Walk in a jam, with the mic and my girlfriend
While two
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