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Who? Mike
Mike Jones
Who? Mike

Keep ya open
For them jackers,
It's down

Even though the laws
Them jackers get
So they out hold it
I ain't about to go down

Even the laws patrollin'
Them get rollin'
So they out hold it
'Cuz I about to go down

They see me doin' my shiit, that's why in my miix
Jackers plottin' along like I'm movin' bricks
But I ain't move nothin', I'm on my grind
Come at me and my chrome gon' give you a concussion

I love to ride fresh, but to ride with Tecs
But the way that these jackers roll up, 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 finna get me
I'm in the sober as fuck and you won't catch me tipsy

Nigga! Yeah! I'm Mike
Who? Mike
Who? Jones

Even though the patrollin'
Them get rollin'
So they can't out it
I ain't about to go down

Even the laws patrollin'
Them get rollin'
So they out hold it
'Cuz I ain't about to go

The way I pull up, I got the jackers lookin' at me
24's and swingers, sold the and got me caffie
And I don't give a if they rollin'
'Cuz my top folden, the AK I'm holdin'
'Cuz I ain't about to go

Presidential when we ride with the trunk heat
Clothes tryin' to jack
You get slugs to ya throat and I'm fo' sho' 'cuz they don't know
I'm on a to get paid
Tryin to plot or set me up you get ya whole block

And I ain't ya hustle but a hollow head will hurt
In the heat of the moment, let's see if that heat gon first
And I'm a aim for the to make a jacker fall flat
And if I do get jacked, you believe
I'm comin' in all black, CJ

Even though the laws
Them get rollin'
So they can't out it
'Cuz I about to go down

Even though the laws
Them jackers get
So they can't out it
I ain't about to go down

I'm down the boulevard flippin', "Still Tippin"
See them watchin' like I aint payin' attention
But really, I'm lookin' at them boys like they
'Cuz I know their handguns ain't gon' wit this Milly

'Cuz I'm a packer for them jackers that try to attack us
No need to call the po po, my fo fo gon' be my back up
Act up, if you wanna and I you'll be a goner
I put it all on my mama, you niggaz don't no drama

It's Mellow, king of the hill, don't think I holdin' that steel
I pull up in that Deville, you crumb niggaz better chill
I'm the streets I'm real, I grind hard for the scrill
I major without a deal, gotta keep it hot

though the laws patrollin'
Them jackers get
So they can't out it
'Cuz I ain't about to go

Even though the laws
Them jackers get
So they out hold it
I ain't about to go down