[Jim Jones] I grew up in the 'jects, five inch what I press Fry way to hold a tec, live bait I'm so brazy man In them pissy staircases, we just sittin
Traduzione: Jones, Jim. Talking To The World.
Ghetto Life [Cam'Ron talking] It's nothin man, Killa! Diplomats, Cash Money Baby, holla! Jim Jones, Santana, what's good, Roc-a-Fella (brrrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrr!) [Man talking
the last time we got this man But I'm still on the corner grinding for them big stacks Big coat, big gat, don't ever forget that (Jim Jones) Yes I'm,
the whole cali Westside, LA, bay area, Dego, Houston, Dallas, Memphis Keep it krump, Detroit, i see everybody Every hood, every ghetto, everything is a poverty We love y'all, Dip-Set, Killer Cam, Jim Jones
'm talking about Back up in this fucking shit now We gonna do shit ya'll niggaz never heard of Fuck is goin on in this motherfuckin bitch c'mon [Jim Jones
last time we got this man But I'm still on the corner grinding for them big stacks Big coat, big gat, don't ever forget that [Jim Jones] Yes I'm, yes
(feat. T-Pain, Jim Jones & E-40) [Chorus:] 4..3...2...2.. A 2 Step A 2 Step remix Now Gone An 2 Step [X4] Now Get Jiggy With It [X4] remix Now Gone
Mork and Mindy Menendez brother Jim Jones of the mic that won't blow a cyanide capsule cover Jupiter Hitchcock would LOVE to hit a female AIDS patient without a rubber Talk
and sisters (I'm from the ghetto) Yeah this is Dr. Ben, I'm with Jim Jones (Lord knows, I was on the run confused) DipSet forever (shit) We're talking
Tryna reach me at my mansion or my mother crib Hit my cell, hit my two, now I'm at my honey dips [Verse 1: Jim Jones] Yo we talked about 8, said I was
kid) Cause it's a cold world, (Yup) after world Emblem on the car it's no horn on the Capricorn [Chorus: Max B] Everybody talkin bout this byrd gang
10 million motherfuckers on my dick So what, say how, say who Fuck what, fuck me, fuck you Come clean, you know I will Drink a fifth of Jim Beam and
take it, Oh!) [Verse 3:] The first blue time broke up Now Oldie B is gone Now I'm hearing Cane Ron don't talk to Jim Jones Who saw that S*** coming Certainly
(feat. Jim Jones) [Hook:] When I'm coming, round that corner All you haters, better get up out of my range Run up on me, if you wanna I ain't gon play