Jim Jones - Zeke (Interlude) lyrics

Jim, Jim, f**s up n***a nawmean, the beat all good you feel me, Doin Me as Usual man, good looking for that glock, but you know its glock time again, Set that out for your boy, You Smell me? f**in n***as Man, I'm sick of all these piss ant n***az up in here, got me hot like lava in this motha f**a, Bout to slap slob out one of these f*ggets that keep f**in with me, word is born, got all these coward a** n***az sweatin like it aint no A/C in this motha f**a, f**in With me Freekey, Any motha f**in way man, I aint even really wanna holla at you about that bullsh**, I really wanna talk about that phantom sh** you was talking bout, that sh** aint me son, word is born im too gangsta for that sh**, want no motha f**in phantom, nawmean, I need some low key inexpensive sh**, you know wut I sayin, Cop the boy a lil Ashton Martin or something, Black on Black with the black tint, you know what im sayin, The Rims, let me see, put my face on them rims, You know what im sayin that's how I like to do it you know what im sayin. Have all these b**hes connected to my dick like nuts. You know what im sayin, Its ya boy man, doin what he does best, f** wit you hard, You know what im sayin. I f**ed With You Hard n***a, You Know What Im Sayin, Get At me