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| Jim Jones Hustler's P.O.M.E. My Life Jim Jones (Talking): Uh huh We back We still on the streets Rap game is now the crack game Watch out for them rap police Jim Jones (verse 1): The rap police is on my ass Searchin for the ratchet Im stepping on the gas while im swirving through the traffic Watching the sun rise, twisting up the grass Money on my mind, got me thinking bout the cash 'cause i heard the plottin war You gotta have your paper right they knocking at the door im hoping they dont raid tonight we moves pies trying to get the treasures, Plush rides getting high till the FBI come and get us And we hit them clubs in the city Now i got the thugs and all the drug dealers with me splergin on the bottles hope the groupies follow im tryin to slide baby beeze of in the garllodo The life styles of the thugs young rich and famous Give a fuck about the judge we runnin from arraignments speeding through life at a faster pace so i pray to god tonight and im hoping i dont catch a case Chorus: Trying ride the wave in a deep sea 'cause i like to spend my life, my life, my life, my life ducking dt's in the z3 or the gt this is bg Trying ride the wave in a deep sea 'cause i like to spend my nights, my nights, my nights, my nights ducking dt's in the z3 or the gt this is bg Verse 2: Now i aint sleep about a week my 7 Day theory Im gunning in the streets everyday is getting scary And any minute meet aquittance wit da reeper but we gotta stay alive getting fadedd of the reefer Liquor, no chaser, shits gettin major fucking with the guns gotch ya nigga all cased up Its for the thrill so we do it for the love of it Like oh what a feeling mother fucker when we thuggin it one for Mob, two to stay free three to cop a ride, hundred thousand on the V Wallin in the whip, lets talk politics they say niggas from new york is all about a flip Got gas on my brain, cash on the chain and im flying up lennox fast in the lane They say its hard up in the streets trying to make a million while im dodging from police Mother fucker can u fell me (Chorus) (Outro) Pay attention while i mention that the birdgang is on the move while you talking here we walking like the way you want to do we dem rock stars, keep dem hot cars and a hot one for you lames, just griding for all the paper we can get up out this game |
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