38 ? robbing for green School day straight weed selling at his 16 17 12 hundred on the neck just clean 18 graduated started selling Ecstasy Had my own crib in the birds, fuck is
much respect kid Hip Hop is dead because you new niggas dont get the message I used to call names out You niggas dont deserve it So lame out Die from
the crack in they walls pause take off the jewels and the bandannas let me holla at my nigga Jim Jones and Santanna thanks for representing, but when teks is
m thrown in Iraq Y'all know the cults back, the most hated with the sickest flow Control freak handin' out cups like I was Jim Jones Bury the rubble,
Jim Jones, Roy Jones come with me again Fuckin with you niggaz made me strong again Mike Jones, Paul Wall, Lil' Flip and Slim Thugga made me popula You
I gotta move onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn-ah-onnnnnnnnn (I told y'all!) Hey sexy lady~! [Jim Jones:] It's hot days in December We down Miami, drop
cook shrimp better than ma I had a gal ain't know what b*** or n*** After this I'ma drop ahead of my time The two thangs that I love is my bread and
and i love a pretty bitch but the porche look gorgeous (juicy) harlem is one big ski slarmen i guess the hill is like the swiz alps we bring them whips out
, Sit up in the Chevy eating blowfish sushi, 550 mint colored benz me n' Jin wit the bang cab twins blowin out booty, Hair real block 'cause u kno we gettin coofy, Iceberg drop
wanted to have a good time Now I got a hoe on my line, buggin! Slow down [Chorus] [Jim Jones - over Chorus] Stop cuffin these hoes Stop cuffin these hoes [Chorus] [Jim Jones
Girl I?m pretty sure you know what I got Drop top singing know Jones and Banner gonna roll Let me stop Stunting is a Habit stuntin(stuntin)is a habit
right up her alley Drop the top, hit the switch, bounce the trial Got it together, kind of women I keep 'em forever Here's a trip, how your skin tone is
meo from steve harvey got the drop get the drop no please sorry got weed on me no need gaurd me im what you need probly we teach robbery (chorus jim jones
, hoes, thugs, what it is it good for? Absolutely nothin', nothin', nothin' My hood, guns, drugs, what it is it good for? Absolutely nothin', nothin', nothin' Yo, yo, yo, now it's gangs out
shoot at me, can stab at me Take your best shot (this is the remix) Suck a dick no homo DipSet, remix, let's go! [Hell Rell] My flow is novocaine, my bars is
the deal, still got cane to cut 'Cause we Certified Gangstaz Yeah, yeah, what you seen here Is Certified Gangstaz on this shit Jim Jones, [Incomprehensible
Money, Baby, holla Jim Jones, Santana, what's good? Roc-a-Fella Birdman, fly to hood near you, then they got 'em cheap Yeah, ya know, ya know, get that call out
