Jim Jones - Ask About Me lyrics

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Jim Jones - Ask About Me lyrics

Jim Jones - Ask About Me Thirst for green so I chase red hoes Up in the air with the base hand up Turn the whole way to a clenched We want ten rods pack jet pack A pocket rocket day to keep'em off me Need being soul blood is where you lost me Now back off cause I don't back down I'm the type to back off and just clap rounds And no more bullies is invisible The hood I push murder for punching them Label them food like ball head Two is back for, two is forehead If he is squared then pop some mints Empty reload then pop again Forever act is n******g word sponsored links f** the hand gun, give me the magicals I said f** right Imma go get it Wanna rise? Pain the town red Now I'm rapping I'll be rapping till a n******g dead Homicides and some bombing Home invasions and accident bombing Plus I got these f** n******gs try to out me Those warm body, two body, 3 body, 4 Body count? What's the number of dead body in the morgue? Hey your mamma praying to the long Afraid that my man won't make it to the ball And he gonna do his time like the G Standing on the chair rapping on 2 to 3 And I can get you k**ed for the wrong look I can bring the coke back like it's on hook My clown pushing like a vice crib Get your head cracked like a vice trip Game chains love the things is different Everybody friends with the competition f** it! I guess I'm form a different era Where we rap new error board, new carriers You see? Which n******g but I'm still a rebel I said f** right Imma go get it Wanna rise? Pain the town red Now I'm rapping I'll be rapping till a n******g dead Homicides and some bombing Home invasions and accident bombing Plus I got these f** n******gs try to out me I don't know who you been with But I'm a non-Tre gangsta I ain't nothing with that two game sh** When I come with the two things with You die some as soon as they live Only a few days gift That's a thing ..hit the nose harder than bang problems I'm getting trapped ice and wild soldiers Cheers on the hour that our trial's over Don't even know why he found her like he found closure So the only reason he upset Is the stress gave her wild Old school, so don't f** me on my out stead Showing off what you bought in the floss to get you Get your house broke that's how my wild look Steady mobbing gotta keep rapping In the meantime I gotta eat (I said) I said f** right Imma go get it Wanna rise? Pain the town red Now I'm rapping I'll be rapping till a n******g dead Homicides and some bombing Home invasions and accident bombing Plus I got these f** n******gs try to out me

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