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JIM JONES FT. MEL MATRIX & TRAV lyrics : "Red Rum"

We're neighborhood reefer, reefer
Cause me and ? keep rocking over here son, here son
Keep it tough talking over there bro

Ah, ^!$$%, what they saying ^!$$%?
First she roll, she roll
What they saying ^!$$%?

First she roll, she roll
? Ah, let them up, let them up, red rum


I'm from a rich ? and pro diddy
Popping up big broads with the holes in it
(*##$ we hit your ride up, leave holes in it

? on your (*##$ mind, but this ain't whole bizness
?I could have got you hit when you was partying
But little ^!$$%s got an itch, let me body him

You know the 44 kick let me karate you
For me to stretch a ^!$$% out straight Pilates him
Don't respect the thunder till they see the rain

You get less for a body than ?
?with the solar panel
You can catch me on tv, ^!$$%s know the channel

I told the vale just let it roll
You know we keep it honest you gotta get your guns
(*##$ let ? mama tell him get ?

cause when I bag this hammer out this ^!$$% better run

What neighborhood coming from ?

Cause me and ? keep rocking over here son, here son
Keep it tough talking over there bro
Ah, ^!$$%, what they saying ^!$$%?

First she roll, she roll
What they saying ^!$$%?
First she roll, she roll

Ah, let them up, let them up, red rum

You should really look at things from my perspective

I'll have them shooting out your block until you call detective
I can't talk about the skels and bones I collected
But I can name every single movie I directed

Talk slick on the strip, strip them butt naked
I pack a 50 some %#@! is just unexpected
Cause the ? alone will run your $$# a couple bucks, pricey


What hood you from ^!$$%, ? get lone gun ^!$$%
Mvp that gang, let it bang where I'm from

? I'm out yeah, big boy rolling when I'm in the streets
Some ? money sex, money?
I'm feeling really fresh when I'm on the scene

Ready to run, ready to hide, ready to die, ready to ride

What neighborhood coming from ?

Cause me and ? keep rocking over here son, here son
Keep it tough talking over there bro
Ah, ^!$$%, what they saying ^!$$%?

First she roll, she roll
What they saying ^!$$%?
First she roll, she roll

Ah, let them up, let them up, red rum

The coop or the?on fish bone

Defecating all !@$@s got a weak code
And we all hot headed?so we heat holing
And the gangstas all in?

This gps has them bullets tracked
How you family gather?
Slick talking, you get murked over?

Transporter like the road runner
Never hesitate to squeeze em up for sho gunner
Working?strip constipated?

Respect the rules and the regulation
Brain light goons get the regulating
? got a coldest?

Scarface with a hammer, I'm a ?

What neighborhood coming from ?

Cause me and ? keep rocking over here son, here son
Keep it tough talking over there bro
Ah, ^!$$%, what they saying ^!$$%?
First she roll, she roll
What they saying ^!$$%?

First she roll, she roll
Ah, let them up, let them up, red rum.



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