Who? Mike Who? Jones Who? Mike
Keep ya eyes For jackers, baby goin' down
Even though the patrollin' Them get rollin' So can't out hold it 'Cuz I ain't to go down
Even though the laws Them jackers get So can't out hold it 'Cuz I ain't to go down
They see me doin' my shiit, why they 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 gon' give you a concussion
I love to ride fresh, but hate to with Tecs But the way that jackers roll up, knowin' for the best With diamonds on my neck, 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 and you won't catch me tipsy
Nigga! Yeah! I'm Mike Who? Mike Who? Jones
Even though the laws jackers get rollin' So they out hold it 'Cuz I ain't to go down
Even though the laws Them get rollin' So can't out hold it 'Cuz I ain't about to go
The way that I pull up, I got the jackers at me 24's and swingers, the candy and got me caffie And I don't give a damn if rollin' 'Cuz my top folden, the AK I'm holdin' 'Cuz I ain't about to go
Presidential when we ride with the trunk open Clothes to jack playboy You get slugs to ya throat and I'm fo' sho' 'cuz they don't know I'm on a mission to get to plot or set me up you get ya whole block sprayed
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 buck And I'm a aim for the worst to a jacker fall flat And if I do get jacked, you better I'm comin' in all black, CJ
Even though the patrollin' Them jackers get So they out hold it 'Cuz I ain't to go down
though the laws patrollin' Them get rollin' So can't out hold it 'Cuz I about to go down
I'm the boulevard flippin', jammin' "Still Tippin" See them jackers watchin' I aint payin' attention But really, I'm lookin' at boys like they silly 'Cuz I their handguns ain't gon' fuck wit this Milly
I'm a pistol 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 want no
It's Mellow, of the hill, don't think I ain't holdin' that steel When I pull up in Deville, you crumb niggaz better chill I'm from the streets I'm real, I hard for the scrill I without a deal, gotta keep it hot wheels
Even though the laws Them jackers get So can't out hold it I ain't about to go down
Even though the laws Them jackers get So they out hold it 'Cuz I ain't to go down