Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Jim Jones

This my man Jim
You know we been a lot of devastation, larceny
Defeat,
Man, fuck all that, I know what that's about but fuck 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' season
As far as they hoes, they me to see 'em
I 'em and then they don't want me to leave 'em
An obsession, I twist 'em, I sex 'em
My an obsession
They me, they miss me, they stressin'
I call 'em, they miss me, stressin'

These hoes, they sayin' that that'll kill ya
I'm rich now, this kid familiar
As far as my Dips, we rich the cars and the
We spent you spent on your car on my wrist
bother me bitch
In the midst of this grind, I'm twistin' my
I'm 'bout to get cash, and you can ass
got this shit up on smash

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

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

We did it druggin' and [Incomprehensible]
We did it from hustlin' and comin' up
We did it from and comin' up strong
Still runnin' with cons, with guns in palms
You front on Dipset, we will dump on 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 stones, spent G's on them stones
Now mami send me the tone

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

Now we all gainin' on
With back to hits, like Yankees an' shit
Dipset, we gangsta as shit but I my ghetto
'Cause now we 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 ya part

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