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Who? Jones
Who? Jones
Mike Jones

Keep ya open
For them jackers,
It's goin'

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

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

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

I love to ride fresh, but hate to with Tecs
But the way that these jackers roll up, knowin' for the
With diamonds on my neck, bulletproof on chest
I got my own laws, I'm here to and protect
Myself, because they finna get me
I'm in the club sober as and you won't catch me tipsy

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

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

Even the laws patrollin'
Them jackers get
So can't 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 gets folden, the AK I'm
'Cuz I ain't about to go

Presidential when we ride with the open heat
Clothes to jack playboy
You get three slugs to ya throat and I'm fo' sho' 'cuz they know
I'm on a mission to get
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 worst to make a fall flat
And if I do get jacked, you believe
I'm comin' in all black, CJ

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

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

I'm down the boulevard flippin', "Still Tippin"
See them jackers watchin' like I payin' attention
But really, I'm lookin' at them boys like they
'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 call the po po, 'cuz my fo fo gon' be my up
Act up, if you wanna and I swear be a goner
I put it all on my mama, you niggaz don't want no

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

Even the laws patrollin'
Them jackers get
So can't out hold it
'Cuz I about to go down

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