Who? Jones Mike Jones Who? Mike
Keep ya eyes For them jackers, It's goin'
Even though the patrollin' jackers get rollin' So they can't out it 'Cuz I ain't to go down
Even though the patrollin' jackers get rollin' So they out hold it 'Cuz I ain't about to go
They see me doin' my shiit, that's why in my miix Jackers plottin' along watchin' I'm movin' bricks But I ain't nothin', I'm on my grind hustlin' Come at me wrong and my chrome gon' you a concussion
I love to fresh, but hate to ride with Tecs But the way that these jackers roll up, knowin' for the With diamonds on my neck, bulletproof vest on I got my own laws, I'm here to 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 Mike Jones Who? Mike
though the laws patrollin' Them jackers get So they can't out it 'Cuz I about to go down
Even though the patrollin' Them get rollin' So they out hold it I ain't about to go down
The way I pull up, I got the jackers lookin' at me 24's and swingers, sold the and got me caffie And I give a damn if they rollin' my top gets folden, the AK I'm holdin' 'Cuz I about to go down
Presidential when we with the trunk open heat Clothes tryin' to jack You get three slugs to ya throat and I'm fo' sho' they don't know I'm on a mission to get 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, see if that heat gon buck first And I'm a aim for the worst to make a fall flat And if I do get jacked, you better I'm comin' in all black, CJ
though the laws patrollin' Them get rollin' So they out hold it 'Cuz I ain't about to go
Even the laws patrollin' Them get rollin' So they can't out it I ain't about 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 them boys they silly 'Cuz I know their handguns ain't gon' fuck wit Milly
I'm a pistol packer for them jackers that try to attack us No need to the po po, 'cuz my fo fo gon' be my back up Act up, if you wanna and I swear you'll be a I put it all on my mama, you niggaz want no drama
It's Mellow, king of the hill, don't think I ain't holdin' steel When I pull up in that Deville, you crumb niggaz better I'm from the streets I'm real, I grind hard for the I major without a deal, gotta keep it hot
Even though the laws Them jackers get So can't out hold it 'Cuz I ain't to go down
Even though the laws jackers get rollin' So they can't out it 'Cuz I ain't about to go