Who? Mike Mike Jones Who? Mike
Keep ya eyes For jackers, baby goin' down
Even the laws patrollin' Them get rollin' So they out hold it I ain't about to go down
Even though the laws jackers get rollin' So they out hold it I ain't about to go down
They see me doin' my shiit, that's why in my miix plottin' along watchin' like I'm movin' bricks But I move nothin', I'm on my grind hustlin' Come at me wrong and my chrome gon' you a concussion
I love to ride fresh, but hate to with Tecs But the way that these jackers up, knowin' for the best With on my neck, bulletproof vest on chest I got my own laws, I'm here to serve and Myself, because they ain't get me I'm in the club sober as fuck and you won't me tipsy
Nigga! Yeah! I'm Mike Mike Jones Who? Jones
though the laws patrollin' Them jackers get So can't out hold it 'Cuz I ain't about to go
Even the laws patrollin' jackers get rollin' So they can't out it I ain't about to go down
The way that I up, I got the jackers lookin' at me and swingers, sold the candy and got me caffie And I don't a damn 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 open Clothes tryin' to jack You get three slugs to ya throat and I'm fo' sho' they don't know I'm on a to get paid Tryin to or set me up you get ya whole block sprayed
And I ain't knockin' ya hustle but a hollow head hurt In the heat of the moment, see if that heat gon buck first 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' jackers get rollin' So they out hold it 'Cuz I about to go down
Even though the laws Them get rollin' So they can't out it 'Cuz I ain't to go down
I'm down the flippin', jammin' "Still Tippin" See jackers watchin' like I aint payin' attention But really, I'm lookin' at them boys they silly 'Cuz I their handguns ain't gon' fuck wit this Milly
'Cuz I'm a pistol 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 wanna and I swear be a goner 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 Deville, you crumb niggaz better chill I'm from the streets I'm real, I grind hard for the I major without a deal, gotta keep it hot
Even the laws patrollin' Them get rollin' So they can't out it 'Cuz I ain't to go down
though the laws patrollin' Them jackers get So can't out hold it I ain't about to go down