Jim Jones - Certified Gangstas lyrics

Jim Jones swervin, i got that purple and blue tight grip on the escalade pole yeah harlem just like compton, thats just how i roll red bandana wrapped around the chrome 44 gun smokin like suge's cigar, show me how you stunt get thrown out of a moving car if that thang come come out, its murder she wrote if doc come out its 30 impalas on a boat n***a, we do this everyday,llamas under the thermal, waitin by your stairs like Mary J Beat n***as ride dirty like Jazzy Pha,cash is clay, knockin n***as out on the other day, bring the mac your way,me and santana blowin in the crowd like danny hathoway West side blood gang,n***as know what im about and they know im ruff rydin so they knock them selfs out Jim Jones-Chorus Since i made a gang of bucks, no i aint been hangin much Still slide through,fly coupes and the change is plush Keep the banga tucked, in case i gotta bang a **** cuz we certified gangstas All day we hangin smut dog, wit a gang of ducks, hundred grand on our hand, cam got the ranger truck k** wit the deal, still got caine to cut cuz we certified gangstas Jim Jones- You know i keep my eyes wide,east side high rise its west side lowriders, vest wit the 4 5s Yes i fo sho fire, dip low rida, see police slow the ride, c squad me n***a, cuz they think the rides stolen keep yo head up adn yo eyes open, low to let him, while the ride rollin, creep up on a mok like, what you say f**a? well **** him,well if he live smoke him we dont appeal to the law, you know we ride this muthaf**a till the wheels ll fall off and the first ba*tard get fly, you know blat blat blat was my reply, 89 wolfpack and be wilin, p89 pull gats cuz we violent,****, yea, we put coke on the strip dont quote me boy i aint said **** Jim Jones - Chorus Since i made a gang of bucks, no i aint been hangin much Still slide through,fly coupes and the change is plush Keep the banga tucked, in case i gotta bang a **** cuz we certified gangstas All day we hangin smut dog, wit a gang of ducks, hundred grand on our hand, cam got the ranger truck k** wit the deal, still got caine to cut cuz we certified gangstas Cam'ron Look at the ranges on glocks,raise our oxs i lay on the dock, pump the ba** on the pac put the h on our block, in front of h on our block see the face on my watch, put yo face on my co*k i keep the luger hug,show you how to use the snub whoopty who, **** around itl be you i plug, i dont do the d**, baby i move the d** right on the computer love, sounds like computer love, duck the cop cappas, and the top hatas, fock flavas, harlem world we got gatas, not dead i said they alive, lions, tigers bears, oh my this is straight zoo, a to z, may to april, bring the apes through, **** around youll be ape food, bake food, nine b**hes eight dudes, diamond visions, great cubes, get it straight fool Jim Jones-Chorus Since i made a gang of bucks, no i aint been hangin much Still slide through,fly coupes and the change is plush Keep the banga tucked, in case i gotta bang a **** cuz we certified gangstas All day we hangin smut dog, wit a gang of ducks, hundred grand on our hand, cam got the ranger truck k** wit the deal, still got caine to cut cuz we certified gangstas