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Jim Jones & Harry Fraud
Featuring(s) : Big Body Bes
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[Big Body Bes] Uh, four in the morning family, yes Bigger wrists, even bigger rewards (La música de Harry Fraud) Capo! [Jim Jones] They keep saying what I can't do, let me show 'em what I can do I'm ready to go to war, this fully loaded at my [?] I used to duct tape the 38, I had the heat with the broken handle My grandma used to pray for me 'cause she knew she had a handful The streets done got so spooky I started praying to the [?] Every time I came outside they had a big display of candles That represents a loss of life or a loss of light That's a dark situation when you finna face an awful night I robbed a plug [?] 'cause I was tryna make it off of white One thing about the drip, you gotta make sure that the sauce is right We buy them pretty whips, big flying saucer types So you might thought you saw UFO in New York at night Smoking my last blunt on the hanger before I caught the flight Let's not talk about the jewels, they know I rock all sorts of ice My back against the wall how I was taught to fight In my hood around sixteen we went from playing sports to, well... We went from playing sports to selling drugs so we can play in a Porsche Or get knocked by the cops, watch our day in the caution How they interrogate you you'd think that they into torture At this point it depends on what your lawyer Says, it's gon' cost you, but I too was like you, I thought that the coppers couldn't pinch me I was too worried about the bitches, and the drip, and the [?] I will draw on a nigga just like my Glock is da Vinci, shit Rolex president plus I got a Lewinsky Make sure my whole team ball like Popovich I urinate Ace of Spade when I gotta piss I'm feeling constipated in my whip, let me drop my shit Any time I get locked, the first thing I do is lock my lips My nigga got caught with a 30, they offered him 30 Third time felon in court, he's not even going on thirty I knew a bartender bitch that cried [?] She said when they closed the strip club, times had fell on her hard My nigga [?] nine to five, he's almost back to selling the hard I promise these are true facts and I'm just telling it, God [Big Body Bes] Yes, you was crying on the roof Me, I was swimming in the staircase My God, I'm drowning Sacrifices in my shoe box Blew the hinges off a few box God save me, the Devil lied to me I put it in the pot Then I hit it with the yah-yah-you-you Yes Spin around, hopped, skipped, and jumped on that triple beam Ayo, Capo!
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