go I dont even know 00N9na In a place where almost anything goes 00N9na Many roads when I travel is what I chose 00N9na Where I'm living I really got
college dorm With a thunderstorm, lightning with big bolts I used to hang with Jim Jones before he started the cults The SSA, the Sacrifice and Serve-it Angle, I
be buggin' I got it covered in shows, I give my hoes some Jim jugget I be clubbin' up in Jimmy's Cafe, just havin' fun If I ain't rubbin', I'm up in the
Killer, Jim Jones My man DJ Nasty in the house tonight [Incomprehensible], do it, Ma (Hey lady) I know you heard me in British rob But I get you bracelets
Man, see what the fightin' do, that's why I'm pipin', boo Ain't even likin' you, I'm excitin', true Just right I do, heals high Wheels fly, real fly
it on you mouth Then I grab her neck and try to take her tonsils out And I don't got beef, I don't play those games If I did though, believe me, I would
I know it's set up Them old niggaz know I'm bout to take they spot Ain't no A.B. - I.O.U. Y.B. That'll get 'em up in I.C.U. Like I see you at the BP,
, early 90's I wasn't pearly and shinning, I was certainly grimy 'Cause I ain't have no fresh clothes Or jewerly with the X O's My house had asbestos, though I
know I keep my eyes wide East Side high risers, West Side lowriders Vest with the four fire, yes, I fo' sho' fire D I P lowrider, see police, slow the
papi I'm a baller baller, you're not at all a baller That's why I scorched your daughter Left her home, call her, call her I'm in the low BM, yeah, with
Real, not have me, B. I'ma win it, I'm a champ In the ghetto life, I'm a ghetto boy Livin' in the ghetto me, in the ghetto streets I'm a ghetto life
i ride, how i drive, how i fly, high sky, ha ha ha im hot So high, so fly, float by, oh why, oh my, and i dont know why Whoaa... [Chorus: Jim] So get
, or be able to I'm ahead of you, 'cause I spit like I never ate And if I did then I'm just never full Stop the hoe jokes, I'm not a homo, better believe
Fella Records And my muthafuckin' niggaz down in sizzurp Know we done smashed the whole muthafuckin' liquor game...I'll holla Dipset all day long, go get Jim Jones
Killa This my man Jim Jones You know we been through a lot of devastation, larceny Defeat, misconceptions Man, fuck all that, I don't know what that's
know I drop hits every time I spit fire Who ever told you I ain't ballin'-a damn lier I got my converse check, my pistol check My vest, plus I got VS
will get you and blow it Man I did I dun I got it fuck it I admit it I stole it I'm that nigga I know it So come get it and you think you can hold it