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JIM JONES `Bob Dylan`

JIM JONES Come and listen for a moment, lads, And hear me tell my tale. How across the sea from England I was condemned to sail.

My Life `Jim Jones`

get us And we hit them clubs in the city Now I got the thugs and all the drug dealers with me It's virgin on the bottles hope the groupies follow I'm tryin' to slide baby beeze [Incomprehensible] The life

Love Of My Life `Jim Jones`

Murcielago in the lane She's got a thing for slippin' clique and goin' clubbin' at nights Ain't nothin' like the love of my life She likes the finer things and fuck with niggaz whose money is right Ain't

Concrete Jungle `Jim Jones`

Ben, I'm with Jim Jones (Lord knows, I was on the run confused) DipSet forever (shit) We're talking about a concrete jungle (yeah it sure is a jungle) Life or Death, you have to choose life (I done seen

I Know `Jim Jones`

I Gave the system about 15 years of my life. I gave these crackers man 17 years of my life man The prison system gave me 15 to life and I gave'em back 10.)

Bright Lights, Big City `Jim Jones`

(ha) thats what he like to say Fuck It....Its My Life Nigga [Verse 1: Jim Jones] This is a dream of a hustler (like a nightmare!)

Reppin' Time `Jim Jones`

I'm on my Dipset shit, 20-30 grand in one pocket, foreign car outside...living life fast, you niggaz need to catch up, slow pokes NYC...Here We Go Again! DIP,DIP SET!

Don't Forget About Me `Jim Jones`

[Chorus 2X: Max B & Jim] BYRD GANG WE GET MONEY.... WE WON'T STOP, WE DESTINED TO BLOW I'MA TAKE MY NIGGAZ AND BITCHES WHEREVER I GOOOO SO DON'T FORGET ABOUT ME, DON'T FORGET ABOUT MEEEE....

Emotionless `Jim Jones`

trouble makers We sell whole pies so you ain't got to cut the cake up Tell no lies, so the Lord come and take us Praise to Allah, hope the Lord He forsake us And outlaws is what it made us We live the fast life

Lifestyle `Jim Jones`

rides just to drive in my garage Stay sky high, fly wit the stars G4 flights, 80 grand large So we lean wit it, pop wit it Vertical Jones, mean wit the top missin' I'm sayin' clean wit the bottom, kit

We Fly High `Jim Jones`

Hips and Thighs, Oh my, Stay focused Ya boy gettin paper (Money), I buy big cars (Foreign) I need fly rides to drive in my garage (Choose 1) Stay sky high (Twisted), Fly wit the stars (Twinkle ,Twinkle

Pin The Tail `Jim Jones`

[Verse 1: Jim Jones] It goes Yes Yes Y'all-ing (b-boy boys), fresh to death balling (BALLLLLINNNN!)... you can play hard under pressure, I'm scoring (swish!)

Don't Push Me Away `Jim Jones`

Now don't push me away 'cause when the first time I met you Girl, you shook me in ways You know the life of a nigga's cookin' up yay And because you knew the pitfalls and the tumbles of the game You've

Love Me No More `Jim Jones`

Tryna get my Momma a crib (shit don?

Pour Wax `Jim Jones`

[Jim Jones] You're reign on the top, short like Leprechauns I came through in drops, Porches and heavy charms I came from the block, the slums wit ex-con's And we aimin' them glocks of course ready to

So Harlem `Jim Jones`

[Jim Jones] Free bail posters, tail lights on the roadster (Ferraris) Live life vulgar, the FBI posters (fuck the feds) The fast cars pack guns no holsters (fully loaded) We act dumb don't approach us

Let It Out `Jim Jones`

see see they actin like us, comin up dormetive forcin us to go outside and take a hellav risk to make some money, so to the media we look like savages,but for us its a way of life,you see it started with

Frienemies `Jim Jones`

This shit is fucked up cause Some niggas call it tough love It's crazy cause You might know a nigga all your life And he got a twisted alterier motive And he just wanna see you do bad See a smile on your

The King `Jim Jones`

Killer, Jim Jones My man DJ Nasty in the house tonight Incomprehensible, do it, Ma (Hey lady) I know you heard me in British rob But I get you bracelets till ya wrist is throbbed Just kissed the nob And

Pop Champagne (Feat. Juelz Santana) `Jim Jones`

hurry up Tell `em Ron Browz here hottest in America Gimme sixteen bars and you know I tear it up Know it´s me when you see this fur in your area And she call me all night cause you can get it up On my

American Gangster `Jim Jones`

The song goes thru my ears,but it's to loud. My feather used to be a gangster in his band. He was a mexaen then he turned into a american. So everyone called him AMERICAN GANGSTER.

Byrd Gang Money `Jim Jones`

"Just clean my fancy car Picked up my fancy clothes And we only in the hot spot, No, we got the bomb, We got the bomb This is Byrd gang money, This is Byrd gang money, This is Byrd gang money Only

Precious (Feat. Ryan Leslie) `Jim Jones`

[Rap: Jim Jones] (Uh... Jones) Whoa, whoa, shortyYou know you precious (Sexy) Hands down a little more then impressive... (Such a diva) You could afford to be selective...

Take You Down (Feat. Brittany Taylor, Rex & Young Deion) `Jim Jones`

Here we are all alone in this room (oh) And girl I know where to start and what we gonna do (yeah) I’ll take my time we’ll be all night girl So get ready babe I got plans for me and you Bridge: It aint

Get It Poppin `Jim Jones`

Sumthin like a rubber nut Sumthin like a hustler Got it runin through my blood You aint bout dat money Well honey I dont give a fuck trynna ball wit a hoodie on Cost about a stack Got my booty shorts

Intro `Jim Jones`

in man What up Ja, what's poppin [Ja] What up Uncle Ju Ju You know Im five years old now right [Juelz Santana] Yeah I know man you gettin big tell me about it what's good [Ja] It's crazy man, you know my

Dipset X-mas Time `Jim Jones`

Livin Fast And Ballin At Christmas Time [Jones:] Its Fin To Be A Good Christmas This Year Santa Know When You're Good Or Bad, And We Ballin [Chrous:] The Musics Tight The Block Is Stuffed We Here

Voicemail Skit `Jim Jones`

I went to the bathroom to rinse my muthafkin mouth out after suckin your muthafkin dick and I find that you leave me a hundred dollars.

Weather Man `Jim Jones`

This is 9 tre news I'm Jimmy Jones here with your weather We apologize for the drout all week But it looks like thunderstorms all weekend.

Sects `Anthrax`

Acting like Mo Jo's Acting like body bagger's Let the bells ring Rejoice and sing Jim Jones, where did you come from Jim Jones, was it for fun Jim Jones, that's your name Jim Jones, style of death This