Testi:
Jimmi Smith

, Joey, King of the streets, child of clay. Joey, Joey, What made them want to come and blow you away? The police department hounded him, they called him Mr. Smith

clip You expectin' an army? No, just the division} Yeah, once again (That's right) We about to attack this (Harlem Inc, Murder Inc) Yeah (Nicky Bond) Jimmy

? Sign that I'll spit to the grave, real enough to rattle you up, Want me to flip it? I can rip it any style you want. I'm a switch hitter, bitch, jimmy smith

clock, no way The police hit the block, swallow rocks, throw the hay Back in the same spot, the next fuckin' day, Project Pat, what's up Jimmy, Jimmy

dough pealin Cruise the track, candy paint on the 'llac Shoes bigger than Shaq, lil' momma relax What he wearin on his back, is never off the rack Todd Smith

Park shit I'm on some dark shit, niggaz are plastic Tec-9 blast through your Avirex fabric What's the fuck up with Mister Cee and Mr. Magic? Steve Smith

can dig it Dog-catcher, dog-catcher I can dig it Dog-catcher, dog-catcher Here's another topic I'm addressin' So learn a quick lesson about your Smith

It was the thirty first gathering of the Thompsons, Joneses, and Smiths There were tables full of chicken, taters, collard greens, and grits Well, it

Wynette 'Stand By Your Man' That's what I'm talkin' about Dolly Parton, Loretta Lynn Connie Smith Johnny Paycheck Remember him 'Take This Job And Shove It' Jimmie