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[Intro: Mike Jones]<br>Who?! Mike Jones [3x]<br><br>Shyeah!<br>Keep ya eyes open<br>For them jackers, baby<br>It´s going down<br><br>[Chorus: Lil´ Bran 2x]<br>Even though the laws patrolling<br>Them jackers get rolling, so they can´t out hold it<br>Cause I ain´t about to go down<br><br>[Verse 1: Mike Jones]<br>They see me doing my shiit, that´s why they in my miix<br>Jackers plotting along watching like I´m moving bricks<br>But I ain´t move nothing, I´m on my grind hustling<br>Come at me wrong and my chrome gon´ give you a concussion<br>I love to ride fresh, but hate to ride with Tecs<br>But the way that these jackers roll up, knowing for the best<br>With diamonds on my neck, bulletproof vest on chest<br>I got my own laws, I´m here to serve and protect<br>Myself, because they ain´t finna get me<br>I´m in the club sober as fuck and you won´t catch me tipsy<br>Nigga! Yeah! I´m Mike Jones Who! Mike Jones<br>Who! Mike Jones<br><br>[Chorus 2x]<br><br>[Verse 2: CJ]<br>The way that I pull up, I got the jackers lookin at me<br>24´s and swingers, sold the candy and got me caffie<br>And I don´t give a damn if they rollin´, cause my top gets folden<br>The AK I´m holding (Lil´ Bran: Cause I ain´t about to go down)<br>Presidential when we ride with the trunk open heat, clothes tryin´ to jack playboy<br>You get three slugs to ya throat and I´m fo´ sho´ cause they don´t know<br>I´m on a mission to get paid<br>Tryin to plot or set me up you get ya whole block sprayed<br>And I ain´t knockin´ ya hustle but a hollow head will hurt<br>In the heat of the moment, let´s see if that heat gon buck first<br>And I´m a aim for the worst to make a jacker fall flat<br>And if I do get jacked, you better believe I´m coming back in all black<br>CJ!<br><br>[Chorus 2x]<br><br>[Verse 3: Mellow]<br>I´m down the boulevard flippin´, jammin´ "Still Tippin"<br>See them jackers watching like I aint payin´ attention<br>But really, I´m looking at them boys like they silly<br>Cause I know their handguns ain´t gon´ fuck wit this Milly<br>Cause I´m a pistol packer for them jackers that try to attack us<br>No need to call the po po, cause my fo fo gon´ be my back up<br>Act up: If you wanna and I swear you´ll be a goner<br>I put it all on my mama, you niggaz don´t want no drama<br>It´s Mellow, king of the hill, don´t think I ain´t holding that steel<br>When I pull up in that Deville, you crumb niggaz better chill<br>I´m from the streets I´m real, I grind hard for the scrill<br>I major without a deal, gotta keep it hot wheels<br><br>[Chorus 2x]
New song lyrics
[Intro: Mike Jones]<br>Who?! Mike Jones [3x]<br><br>Shyeah!<br>Keep ya eyes open<br>For them jackers, baby<br>It´s going down<br><br>[Chorus: Lil´ Bran 2x]<br>Even though the laws patrolling<br>Them jackers get rolling, so they can´t out hold it<br>Cause I ain´t about to go down<br><br>[Verse 1: Mike Jones]<br>They see me doing my shiit, that´s why they in my miix<br>Jackers plotting along watching like I´m moving bricks<br>But I ain´t move nothing, I´m on my grind hustling<br>Come at me wrong and my chrome gon´ give you a concussion<br>I love to ride fresh, but hate to ride with Tecs<br>But the way that these jackers roll up, knowing for the best<br>With diamonds on my neck, bulletproof vest on chest<br>I got my own laws, I´m here to serve and protect<br>Myself, because they ain´t finna get me<br>I´m in the club sober as fuck and you won´t catch me tipsy<br>Nigga! Yeah! I´m Mike Jones Who! Mike Jones<br>Who! Mike Jones<br><br>[Chorus 2x]<br><br>[Verse 2: CJ]<br>The way that I pull up, I got the jackers lookin at me<br>24´s and swingers, sold the candy and got me caffie<br>And I don´t give a damn if they rollin´, cause my top gets folden<br>The AK I´m holding (Lil´ Bran: Cause I ain´t about to go down)<br>Presidential when we ride with the trunk open heat, clothes tryin´ to jack playboy<br>You get three slugs to ya throat and I´m fo´ sho´ cause they don´t know<br>I´m on a mission to get paid<br>Tryin to plot or set me up you get ya whole block sprayed<br>And I ain´t knockin´ ya hustle but a hollow head will hurt<br>In the heat of the moment, let´s see if that heat gon buck first<br>And I´m a aim for the worst to make a jacker fall flat<br>And if I do get jacked, you better believe I´m coming back in all black<br>CJ!<br><br>[Chorus 2x]<br><br>[Verse 3: Mellow]<br>I´m down the boulevard flippin´, jammin´ "Still Tippin"<br>See them jackers watching like I aint payin´ attention<br>But really, I´m looking at them boys like they silly<br>Cause I know their handguns ain´t gon´ fuck wit this Milly<br>Cause I´m a pistol packer for them jackers that try to attack us<br>No need to call the po po, cause my fo fo gon´ be my back up<br>Act up: If you wanna and I swear you´ll be a goner<br>I put it all on my mama, you niggaz don´t want no drama<br>It´s Mellow, king of the hill, don´t think I ain´t holding that steel<br>When I pull up in that Deville, you crumb niggaz better chill<br>I´m from the streets I´m real, I grind hard for the scrill<br>I major without a deal, gotta keep it hot wheels<br><br>[Chorus 2x]
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