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This Is Jim Jones

Killa

This my man Jim Jones

You know we been through a lot of devastation, larceny

Defeat, misconceptions

Man, fuck all that, I don't know what that's about but fuck all that

Jim, I'm in the building

Dipset, it's your turn, you up nigga!

Let's go!

I'm puffin' my weed and these niggaz, they mad

I'm frontin' this season

As far as they hoes, they want me to see 'em

I fuck 'em and then they don't want me to leave 'em

An addictive obsession, I twist 'em, I sex 'em

My dick's an obsession

They call me, they miss me, they stressin'

I call 'em, they miss me, they stressin'

These hoes, they sayin' that shit that'll kill ya

I'm rich now, this kid look familiar

As far as my Dips, we rich the cars and the whips

We spent what you spent on your car on my wrist

Don't bother me bitch

In the midst of this grind, I'm twistin' my lime

I'm 'bout to get cash, and you can kiss ass

Dipset got this shit up on smash

This is Jim Jones, he's breezin' on chrome

Ya best bet is leave him alone

O.G. in them stones, spent G's on them stones

Now mami just send me the tone

These are true stories, I used to live poorly

And now man I live in two stories

Get suited in Maury, the coupe is Ferrari

The coupe cost 140, you don't wanna race, I will move on you shorty

Look good on them cameras

They love me, I put my whole hood up on cameras

They bloody, niggaz in hood with them blamas

Tell me, so do it for grandma

We did it from druggin' and [Incomprehensible]

We did it from hustlin' and comin' up wrong

We did it from strugglin' and comin' up strong

Still runnin' with cons, with guns in their palms

You front on Dipset, we will dump on your moms

Or come through with bombs and stop and park

And set off them bombs

This is Jim Jones, he's breezin' on chrome

Ya best bet is leave him alone

O.G. in them stones, spent G's on them stones

Now mami just send me the tone

You got to admit I'm hot when I spit

Like a summertime's tropic's eclipse

Like a drop on the strip with no top on the whip

A block it yeah I put with them cops on the strips

With glocks on their hip

Like shells when they drop when them shots get dismissed

The pain in my heart been my aim from the start

We started when we came from the star

Now we all gainin' on charts

With back to back hits, like Yankees an' shit

Dipset, we gangsta as shit but I credit my ghetto

'Cause now we rock platinum, the preciousest metal

Don't press us, we'll press on this metal and blow you apart

Shoulda known from the start

My jewels, they glow in the dark

You fools, keep playin' ya part

This is Jim Jones, he's breezin' on chrome

Ya best bet is leave him alone

O.G. in them stones, spent G's on them stones

Now mami just send me the tone

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