Luyện nghe bài hát Jones

[Verse 1 -Mike
You can catch meHustlin, gridin, shakin who's whining
I'm the world, cause I was day 2 day grindin
I'ma blow up, I told ya, think I'm lieing, show ya
From Houston to Penscola we candy slab rollers
You can I'm ballin, from window spinners crawlin
I hop off butter, press a button my falling
And I'm dogging ain't trippin I'm on the grind
While you dudes talkin down, I'm grindin so I can
I Mike Jones (Who), Mike Jones, came to Florida
to put it down with Roy Jones, Swishahouse and head
Turning heads, shaking feds, pistol and jackin
any body for bread
Yea I'm Mike Jones (Who), Mike (Who), Mike Jones (Who),
Mike Jones
And when the laws hot, I hit the block with my rocks
I'm in Roy Jones corner while he knockin out
See in the streets I keep it real, I show them my

I pull up in the on twenty two inch wheels
U niggaz wasting yo time, hatin on me down
You need to be on yo grind to put it down
I'm to help you out, before you get left out
I know you mad I pull up in slab and step out
Lookin good, eight glass leather wood get it while good,
Mike

Mike Jones, Roy Jones knockin out in the ring and up on
the
Mike Jones, Roy Jones knockin out in the ring and up on
the

2 -Roy Jones]
It's Roy Jones they call me the one hitter
when I get up in the ring I'm knockin out a nigga
Swishahouse and you know we ain't trippin
I two piece dudes for a livin and I ain't about chicken
Mike running the rap game I'm running the ring
You think I'm lying ask the and they'll be sayin the

I moved up to heavyweight and people I was small
But when my fall who be the one standin tall
Roy Jones (Who), Roy Jones (Who), Roy (Who)
Roy Jones ya'll musta forgot I be the one bustin heads
Them niggaz talk of noise but yo they must be scared