Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Jim Jones

This my man Jim
You know we been through a lot of devastation,
Defeat,
Man, fuck all that, I don't know what that's about but all that
Jim, I'm in the
Dipset, it's turn, you up nigga!
go!

I'm puffin' my weed and these niggaz, mad
I'm this season
As far as hoes, they want me to see 'em
I fuck 'em and then they don't me to leave 'em
An addictive obsession, I 'em, I sex 'em
My an obsession
They call me, they miss me, they
I call 'em, they miss me, stressin'

hoes, they sayin' that shit that'll kill ya
I'm now, this kid look familiar
As far as my Dips, we the cars and the whips
We spent what you on your car on my wrist
Don't bother me
In the of this grind, I'm twistin' my lime
I'm to get cash, and you can kiss ass
Dipset got shit up on smash

This is Jim Jones, breezin' on chrome
Ya bet is leave him alone
O.G. in them stones, spent G's on them
Now mami just me the tone

These are true stories, I used to live
And now man I live in two
Get in Maury, the coupe is Ferrari
The cost 140, you don't wanna race, I will move on you shorty
Look good on cameras
They love me, I put my whole up on cameras
They bloody, niggaz in hood them blamas
Tell me, so do it for

We did it from and [Incomprehensible]
We did it from and comin' up wrong
We did it from strugglin' and comin' up
Still with cons, with guns in their palms
You on Dipset, we will dump on your moms
Or come through with bombs and and park
And set off bombs

This is Jim Jones, breezin' on chrome
Ya best bet is him alone
O.G. in them stones, spent G's on stones
Now just send me the tone

You got to admit I'm hot I spit
a summertime's tropic's eclipse
Like a drop on the strip no top on the whip
A block it I put with them cops on the strips
glocks on their hip
Like shells they drop when them shots get dismissed
The pain in my heart my aim from the start
We when we came from the star

Now we all gainin' on
With back to hits, like Yankees an' shit
Dipset, we as shit but I credit my ghetto
now we rock platinum, the preciousest metal
Don't press us, we'll press on metal and blow you apart
Shoulda known from the
My jewels, they glow in the
You fools, keep playin' ya

This is Jim Jones, he's on chrome
Ya bet is leave him alone
O.G. in them stones, spent G's on stones
Now just send me the tone