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JIM JONES lyrics : "G's Up"

(feat. Max B)

[Chorus:]

G's up ^!$$%, ho's down
If the (*##$ can't swim she gon'drown
Runnin the streets totin' the 4 pound

U didn't know we was them ^!$$%s, the ^!$$% u know now (dipset)
[2x]


[MAx B:]
I had to fade 'm into black
Hit 'm with the crossover made 'm jump back

And before all that
I used to make 'm pump crack
Ridin'shotgun in the ?? slum back

Max leave the streets, please the don't want that
They need me in the %#@!
The .40 cals is mine, the nina's we could split

@@#! back, squeeze off, started feedin 'm with the 5th
And u couldn't really hide, cause i seen that ^!$$% trip
U ain't seen a ^!$$% flip

Untill they bank 50 g's and u feed a ^!$$% shrimps
39, 40 and u feed a ^!$$% strips
Beat the ^!$$% (*##$,

Till she bleedin from the lips...yeah
Got me speedin in the six
Drunk off the hen, breezin in the mist

Chicks believin in the dick, dick
Feenin'for a sniff
Got me needin for a spliff

Ain't a thing funny, when u $#&@ing with this money
I'ma lean u off a cliff.....g's up


[CHORUS]

[Jim Jones:]

The picture gettin clearer
If it was bricks than the strip we had to tear it up
If it's beef, the .45th we had to gear

Lookin at my life through this rear viewer mirror
Burnin in the pike in this brand new Carrera
The game funny, mo' money it's gets weirder

My gang hungry, no money that we scared off
And do us both a favor my ^!$$%, and don't compare us
We still loosin soldiers at this war

Like every other week i'm pourin cold drinks at the floor
We just lost iky, he was going to the store
That's why i roll around the fully loaded in the door

Majority time, i'm tryna stay above the poverty line
And that's a major part of my grind
I still hit the hood and park my car in the nine

While the little ^!$$%s pump hard with dimes

[CHORUS]


[J:]
The say succes is like amen (pray for me)

U see police will arrest us while we rollin'
We stay on heat so if u press we ain't foldin
U see me in the streets so there ain't no question bout ??

[M:]
We pimpin easy
^!$$%s hate, come teach me

The ^!$$%s with the big cake they couldn't reach me (I KNOW)
Now when they see us, they kick game, everything all peachy
Snitch ^!$$%s put 'm beneath me, believe me

[J:]
$#&@ 'em i can't let them break me
A ?? and a man is what it makes me

I rather ride in the lambo's and the AC
Top down, stoppin for nothing, coming through frollin'
[M:]

I tryna to be, one of these ^!$$%s that do it for nuttin
I got a passion for this %#@! cause i love it
Like a piece of #~!!@ when i'm $#&@in, waitin to come

Runnin the streets at lennox ave, waving the gun

[CHORUS]


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