Album: Dopium Year: 2009 Track: 6 Track Produced By: Hakim Samples: None Lyrics: [Intro: Jim Jones] Uh-huh, Jones, one-two, one-two G's up, you know who I am, Jones, the struggle New York's mine [Jim Jones:] Can it be it was all so simple Imagine me in the Porsche, when I spin thorugh I lost my fitted when the wind blew Down in Miami, when we floss, no Winstons Looking for some ice cream, hooked on the night scene Way back when Eric B. was a 'mic fiend' What about the pipe fiends, got 'em in line Sell 'em all pipe dreams, I was on my grind Now I'm in my prime like 36 Chambers Pull through your block with like thirty-six rangers Don't say it, we dangerous, give a fair warning Party til the morning, to the last call Go hard, nigga, cause when it rain it starts pouring You a nigga sleep, like you snoring My niggas creep like they crawling Pray for you niggas, oh, lord, could you pray for this nigga? [Chorus: U-God] See me ride and creep through the night in the fog Heat's to your skull, cause this time, it's on (It's a jungle out here) Nowhere to run, you in the eye of the storm Sing your goodbyes, cause this time, you're gone (Boy, we rumble out here) You want forgiveness, pray to the Lord You live by the sword, you die by the sword (It's a jungle out here) Kick down your door, show no remorse Ah, fuck it, magnum force, get 'em [U-God:] Yo, it's danger when the beat loops, hard like Sheek Louch God got a sweet tooth for white broads and fleetwoods Drive-by music, watch when ...
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