Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Jim Jones

This my man Jim
You we been through a lot of devastation, larceny
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 my weed and these niggaz, they mad
I'm frontin' this
As far as they hoes, want me to see 'em
I fuck 'em and they don't want me to leave 'em
An addictive obsession, I 'em, I sex 'em
My dick's an
They call me, miss me, they stressin'
I 'em, they miss me, they stressin'

These hoes, they that shit that'll kill ya
I'm rich now, this kid 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 midst of this grind, I'm twistin' my
I'm to get cash, and you can kiss ass
Dipset got this up on smash

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

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

We did it druggin' and [Incomprehensible]
We did it from hustlin' and up wrong
We did it from and comin' up strong
Still runnin' with cons, guns in their palms
You front on Dipset, we will dump on moms
Or come through with bombs and stop and
And set off bombs

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

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

Now we all on charts
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, glow in the dark
You fools, playin' ya part

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