Who? Mike Who? Mike Who? Jones
Keep ya open For them jackers, goin' down
Even the laws patrollin' jackers get rollin' So they out hold it 'Cuz I about to go down
Even though the patrollin' jackers get rollin' So can't out hold it 'Cuz I ain't to go down
They see me my shiit, that's why they in my miix Jackers plottin' along watchin' like I'm bricks But I ain't nothin', I'm on my grind hustlin' Come at me wrong and my chrome give you a concussion
I love to ride fresh, but hate to ride with But the way that these jackers up, knowin' for the best diamonds on my neck, bulletproof vest on chest I got my own laws, I'm to serve and protect Myself, because they ain't get me I'm in the club sober as fuck and you catch me tipsy
Nigga! Yeah! I'm Mike Who? Jones Who? Mike
Even the laws patrollin' Them jackers get So they can't out it 'Cuz I about to go down
Even the laws patrollin' Them jackers get So they out hold it I ain't about to go down
The way that I pull up, I got the jackers at me and swingers, sold the candy and got me caffie And I give a damn if they rollin' 'Cuz my top gets folden, the AK I'm 'Cuz I about to go down
Presidential when we ride with the open heat Clothes tryin' to playboy You get three slugs to ya throat and I'm fo' sho' 'cuz don't know I'm on a to get paid Tryin to plot or set me up you get ya block sprayed
And I ain't knockin' ya hustle but a hollow head will In the heat of the moment, let's see if heat gon buck first And I'm a aim for the worst to make a fall flat And if I do get jacked, you believe I'm back in all black, CJ
Even the laws patrollin' Them jackers get So can't out hold it 'Cuz I ain't to go down
Even though the patrollin' jackers get rollin' So can't out hold it 'Cuz I ain't to go down
I'm down the boulevard flippin', "Still Tippin" See them jackers watchin' I aint payin' attention But really, I'm lookin' at boys like they silly 'Cuz I know their handguns ain't gon' wit this Milly
I'm a pistol packer for them jackers that try to attack us No need to call the po po, 'cuz my fo fo be my back up Act up, if you and I swear you'll be a goner I put it all on my mama, you don't want no drama
Mellow, king of the hill, don't think I ain't holdin' that steel When I up in that Deville, you crumb niggaz better chill I'm from the I'm real, I grind hard for the scrill I major a deal, gotta keep it hot wheels
though the laws patrollin' Them get rollin' So they can't out it I ain't about to go down
Even though the patrollin' jackers get rollin' So they can't out it 'Cuz I ain't to go down