"Bye Bye" Lyrics - Jim Jones Ft. Kingpen Slim

"Bye Bye" Lyrics - Jim Jones Ft. Kingpen Slim

this thing for hours to often took when you fly hard ..

i’m in the coop i hope the clouds don’t ..the shower
‘cause my roof right now is only clouds
i must confess i’ll be caught up in the moment
be pretty occupied with the pretty b*tches ..
i’ll be more concerned with every...
we’ve been getting money wiping up bricks over the ..
you got that gugu we got that ..for cheese,
...i’m talking why girls lindsay lohan
so much coke you might you will snow blizzard
and the one that come to fur is .. getting ..
and the trick is i get a couple .. thrown it
gotta watch a hustle ‘cause some blocks ..
.. ..married to the game no .. no divorce
trips...will be ..my neck on my wristle
my mama they’ll be frozen

but in time i got cases still open...
while i’m .. no joking...if i get caught in new jersey call ..slim
ain’t no...any jail i’ll be ..young ..
in two...i’m going .. summer told me
you know slogan if you will rome you’ll do like romans
we was at the...we didn’t do like..
spend my money on the lawyer so i couldn’t afford a bit
...and they said i was a spoilt kid
always ... cause i did miss a year ..
i’m talking about get a date ..
same colors..put the guns ...pistols does
that was just a ...

chorus:
tell me why ...waiting bye bye
i’m in the ice reconexions like... summer six ..when i ..
tell me where i ... waiting bye bye
i’m in the ice reconexions .. summer six ..when i ..

my group is coming in groups we’re getting money
my hook is coming in ..
we all shooten on my ..burn .. on my ..
i’ll be ..on your blue, sound of my shit
droppin my shit, dropped
nigga my ..jumpin i’m hip hop ...with the dough..
my pinky on blinky shawty so kinky got my slinky on twinkie
paper like winky, wake when is right ..i’m in .. the lights
if everybody wanna hide some ..
that everybody wanna type some type this
can’t ..is the nicest one take the ..five minutes to write this.

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"God Bless The Child" Lyrics - Jim Jones Ft. Wyclef Jean

"God Bless The Child" Lyrics - Jim Jones Ft. Wyclef Jean

god bless the child that can hold his own

god bless the child that can hold his own

god bless the child that can hold his own

god bless the child that can hold his own

i’ve been left here one

in the … slum

i … used to hunt for my food like wolves hunt sheeps

from the whole to the project learned to slap box cause i couldn’t take the disrespect

monalisa for a date on friday, she hears i was .. and she said go away, go away

but god blessed the child, i could have been a juvenile

yeap, but that’s my cousin crack,

and that’s me with the black and white … wraps

and the words became rare, and i gotta …

and i went from last to first, i bought 80 on the …

god bless the child that can hold his own

god bless the child that can hold his own

god bless the child that can hold his own

god bless the child that can hold his own

would god bless cause the streets is hard

pray for, living in the world we only see the sours

smoking mirrors, the … statue won’t …

so who make it out or who sees the bars, the slum

only a few make it out to see the cars

a whole recruit make it out don’t see the bars

then wyclef is on tour with the fugees

i was … boys in the hood you can’t force the movies

thought i was hard shit when bought the coop

i was down in the tunnel when i water goof

i was the ice broke … on the sweater

… this loving bitch wait before manner

just spending all my chips on the softest leathers

i told my niggers meet them at the crossroads

… i’ma see our best sports go

more money …more phones

shit i ain’t scared of you mofos

you funny niggers like … i do something till you say nigger turn around

god bless the child that can hold his own

god bless the child that can hold his own

god bless the child that can hold his own

god bless the child that can hold his own

it’s much deeper than a rap song

think it’s sweet until this beef is getting clapped on

i’ve seen sweet dreams turn in nightmares, freddie cooper

i watch street dreams turn in life years

you can hear the last screams when they cry tears

now i take my whole team and we fly less

if it’s new york then we’re up town

california sport … touchdown

i’m getting money with the call of fame

it was right before … call my name

backing out the telly wheels in reverse

she had the telly slip his own heels in the purse

i put it in the cab and deal it with a …

it’s the least that caught a mill…

this shit they follow me like i’m …

they must have got fat ...like…

forget it erase your profile my block appearance

and i always ran the streets i had absent parents

and every night we pray to the sky

in the hood where is 9 million waste of …

god bless the child that can hold his own

god bless the child that can hold his own

god bless the child that can hold his own

god bless the child that can hold his own

god bless the child that can hold his own

god bless the child that can hold his own

god bless the child that can hold his own

god bless the child that can hold his own.

"Baggage Claim" Lyrics - Jim Jones

"Baggage Claim" Lyrics - Jim Jones


chorus

says i've been gone for way too long
meet me at the baggage claim .. phone
listen shit on the line … home
and i can tell you if she locked tight
i can tell you at the shit club right
and i can tell you what a bedroom look like
every time we are out bitch we're gonna have a good night

and none of this happening when we're all visual
hustle in the cold with the .. hand
try to pitch my hands .. frost spitting
look at this .. frost spitting
we used the bodies like a mortician
get caught don't speak like autism
look at her
nigger hit the …
all you had lost is vision
can't approach life with more precision
at this point i don't want the way for collision
.. in the hood where we smoked some .. cops
they say i am rapping like a pistol in a ..
he said 30 is the new 20
.. in us if you buy a few 20s
..the dealer satellite 2-20
holding beef on my sleep so i don't lose any
never friends with the blue pennies
plastic cups .. handy
on the corners where we shut …
… niggers still talking about …
black .. but it cooked white
and in the morning ….

chorus

and i am none but a holler nigger
i sell drugs i never was a rubber nigger
we use death for the last resort
and i blue two stack at the last resort
.. we was blowing out .. on my 25 ..
i am losing sleep… we hit the tails like we should
you can call ma chris brown cause i hit your bitch
..it was love at first sight when i saw her coming
..bullets in the fucking air meter

chorus

"Going In For The Kill" Lyrics - Jim Jones

"Going In For The Kill" Lyrics - Jim Jones

If going in is to go, I think it’s time for me to kill ya,

I think it’s time to let em know, that I’m a …

Ok let em know, ok let em know, Ok let em know, Ok let em know,

Ok let em know, ok let em know, Ok let em know, Ok let em know,

I think it’s time for me to kill ya.

Happy ..when I make your b*tch …

…we all go miss .. you know what a big cause …

And pretty nigga …turn.. ugly

…will I go to heaven …

I’ll be livin’ like .. in a wrong water

…the club ten bottles …

Live once and do it twice is the bless

I’m on the third life , I’m sayin grace, any question,

Just …watchin’ us …

A hot .. that looking clean …

…keep the cameras on, …mean they stay alone,

She had a freakin’ dress on with no pennies on,

I had twenties on my …

Chorus:

If going in is to go, I think it’s time for me to kill ya,

I think it’s time to let em know, that I’m a …

Ok let em know, ok let em know , Ok let em know, Ok let em know,

Ok let em know, ok let em know , Ok let em know, Ok let em know,

I think it’s time for me to kill ya.

We train to kill more …specialized

Just for the …

But the …

We double …blocks

We got the liquor all we need is ice ….

We gambling, we’re drinking till the night is up,

….Gangstas …on a corner side, …uptown took …

Next morning woke up on California side,

I was back up in my city for the …

Just like the birds stay fly more …

I free my mind and I hit the …..

"The Crash" Lyrics - Jim Jones

"The Crash" Lyrics - Jim Jones

After they finished searching the van for drugs…the officer told me ‘If I don’t believe in God — now is the time to start.

I was halfway to sleep, faded off the sour

Not knowing that coulda been my last hour

I see it clear, we was on 85

Road looking clear doing ’bout 85

A smooth sail turned to a crazy ride

I wish I could say n-gga watch the way you drive

Well, he was just tryna swerve a deer

I didn’t get to say it but the lord heard my prayers

Head on collision with the guard rail

And I’m a firm believer that God’s real

I felt my van crash against the hard steel

At that point I couldn’t tell you how my heart feel

I seen it happen, we was spinning like a bottle top

And I was praying Lord make the bottle stop

I swear to God I seen the sillouette

And when we crashed, Nini still woke up a little wet

The tyres broke off, ripping up the concrete

Hit the wall, kept us outta harms reach

And not an airbag popped out

And without near stressed I hopped out

I got a couple bangs and a couple bruises

jet lag, a broken rib and two contusions

All that, we tryna make our destination

But it oculda been our final destination

I used to speed when I whipped the V’s

Until a n-gga sin almost crippled me

Damn it made a n-gga see his life flash

I see my son, I see my mum, I see Christ flash

I almost died on Martin Luther Day

And for the cause he was a martyr just a few would say

Now I’m thinking hard what my crew would say

Maybe wonder what my boo would say

I wonder what she would say

They say what dont kill you, makes you stronger

And my momma always told me the angels was with me

I guess thats all them prayers through all those years

Well since I’m still here n-gga, guess what?

Jim Jones - Blow Your Smoke Lyrics and Video

Jim Jones - Blow Your Smoke Lyrics

This one is dedicated from Harlem to all ya’ll
This goes out from the streets of Harlem to everywhere
Blow ya smoke
And if you ride high, puts your lighters up in the air
Blow ya smoke

I’m blowin smoke with my top back
I got my gun on me top that
she started pressin buttons I told her stop that
can’t front I was watching where them cops at
The sun is out, my wrist rocked out
I miss all my n*ggas locked out
So I roll a blunt for the good times
We was just in the slums like “Good Times”
Keep a bad bitch like Malona
Me and Dev was doing henny and coronas
getting money hustle hard they was on us
and we still poor liqour for the goners
we blow smoke like we blow money
it’s no joke but it’s so funny
she ate me up and said “its so yummy”
the n*ggas sho hate but the hoes love me

Spend a couple G’s on my bitches purse
lookin at the screen as I hit reverse
Lightin up backin out of Neman’s
My jewlery loud like it’s screaming
and when the last time you seen him?
shootin past, something fast, european
capital B on the gear shifta
No breeze from the ceilin let the air hit ya
I’m god blessed like a Prayor scripture
Lord knows tryna make it up there with ya
Until then I light one up
Stay strapped in case a n*gga wanna run up
I’m still watched by rap police
They still search me in the club like I’m strapped wit heat
Might catch me pumpin out in backstreets
I might be diggin out yo broad in the backseat…f-cker

I just wanna smoke trees in a safe place
But when I do that I get a court case
I get a P.O. who’s an asshole
I get bum smokers, always low on doe
I get cussed out by my mom and them
changin all the locks, won’t let me in
I get cotton mouth, i get a bad rep,
i get a book tellin me to take twelve steps
Smokin on some refa, gettin on my Wiz khalifa
had my teachers concerned real talk
But to preach what I was taught
Master your high and learn to skywalk
Life too short ain’t got no reset
So do what you want, not what they expect
And in the meantime Clockin hella checks
While you fly real high on them paper jets fool
Real dreams come true