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MISTAH F.A.B. FT. I-ROCC & GLASSES MALONE lyrics : "Don't Jam"

Put me in the game coach!

Ah, ah, pocket full of cheddar,

Wave bye to them bronets
And hello to berettas
That's a greedy, yeah ^!$$% that's a greedy

Click, click, pow, that's a bullet flesh midi
And I'll arrange it I disarrange only zits
When I arrive man these lames is out of place

They get ghost like the clip hit they heart
D game, not the click you on a star
Cause when it's going man we going

All gas, no slow, pause brass, now howing
These ^!$$%s ain't knowing
And I'm learn them, pour heat ^!$$% burning

Run before you talking and this bizness don't concern him
So mind yours and get your mind knocked up
8 deep until these 9's pop out

And got to pop back, guns go off
Shoot off, shoot second
Whoever left, we can talk, wassup


[Hook]
Hard bases off, I got a gun on me

Unless your $$# is bulletproof you better run from me
Throwing rounds on that thing will do you bad homie
And this mother$#&@er better not jam on me

Click, you better no jam on me,
And this mother$#&@er better not jam on me
Click, you better no jam on me,

And this mother$#&@er better not jam on me

?down the bliss and we be dissing just like Rudolph

G 36 on my hip when it's a shoot off
I'm flier than a g6 on the runway bout to take off
Pistol on my hip, you better think twice before you take off

I'm gunning for your boss so pay the cost, you took the loss
That's the price you pay when you $#&@ing with a real ^!$$%
Keep a pistol on my side like police to kill ^!$$%s

No normal bro, I only $#&@ with real ^!$$%s
Tiny ?locked up but his name's still ranging
Them ^!$$%s carry pistol but we don't hear no banging

Be careful when you in the streets and walk what you claiming
^!$$% go act %#@! when they out here hanging
Unload, reload, chopper make the ^!$$%s fall

^!$$%s know, nicky ?(*##$es know my heart is cold
Heat ^!$$%s sucker freeze and probably make his body froze
Make a (*##$ a little weezy like she born in holygroove


[Hook]
Hard bases off, I got a gun on me

Unless your $$# is bulletproof you better run from me
Throwing rounds on that thing will do you bad homie
And this mother$#&@er better not jam on me

Click, you better no jam on me,
And this mother$#&@er better not jam on me
Click, you better no jam on me,

And this mother$#&@er better not jam on me

Get your girl she ain't acting right

She don't know me, but she'll blow me for some bragging rights
Cause I'm known for hanging with rich ^!$$%s
Busting bands and banging on (*##$ ^!$$%s

Ah, way sicker than the dude she with
Fly creeping on my 501 and Gucci %#@!
She get a little scared when the Uzzi kick like

Get used to it!
That's the bizz when you riding with a real ^!$$%
We ain't hiding from no problems, we gonn' deal with them

Hold the ^!$$%s I grew up with, I'm still with them
Get them inside the club, but I'm still with them
Ain't no suckers getting in with us

?only came to $#&@ a ^!$$% up
$#&@ with me and I'ma show you how a mobster do
In the paint till they free?


[Hook]
Hard bases off, I got a gun on me
Unless your $$# is bulletproof you better run from me
Throwing rounds on that thing will do you bad homie

And this mother$#&@er better not jam on me
Click, you better no jam on me,
And this mother$#&@er better not jam on me
Click, you better no jam on me,
And this mother$#&@er better not jam on me.



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