Jim Jones

Pop Off
Give me a minute to get in itGive me a minute with one of your main bitchesMental fitness I demonstrateRight in front of your eyesWatch your bitch elevate from a five to a nineConfidence booster all in her mindAnd I'm checkin' every dollar and dime(Come with me)To the city where my committee chase titties and ass(Are you ready? Come with me)I'll show you where the check break fastAnd we bust heads fastIf a nigga not in single fileRun up on him single styleLet the thing break him downYou love my methodsTake a nigga off the Earth if he on my shit list recklessThe key copperHave to eat properBitches lookin' for guidanceHad to be properTone Capone is the beat dropperThe jump off is jumpin' off properAnd it's about to get hotter[Chorus]Songtexte(Come with me)Til it pop offAnd you better be ready for the jump off(Come with me)Til it pop offAnd you better be ready for the jump off(Come with me)Til it pop offAnd you better be ready for the jump off(Come with me)I still rep Walnut Street in deep East OaklandThe one hundred block where you can your whole shit brokenLike Mystikal "Still Smokin"The life ??And rent freeI never let nothin' live on my mindI gotta grind (grind), shineAnd fight for my grandmaAnd don't do nothin' stupid like HammerTil I go bankruptSteady drinkin' til I finish my cupThen bust ya head before I shoot up the gutFresh outta Folsom and proper beef injectionsChosen selectionsCause girl I ain't fuckin' without protectionI'm harder than erectionTeachers so you study your lessonsAnd advise for that viewer discretionOn a scale to one to ten I get elevenGive a toast to the pussy like DevinAnd beat it up off Sprite and Seagram SevenI've plottin' on a way to get richAnd keep bread out that cockAnd all the folks in the hood aimin' for headShots of lead poppin'Situation's crucialAnd every nigga I'm wit is feelin' neutralFuck takin' ten pacesAnd drawin' downThis ain't no Western movieRoll a Swisher, pass it to RicSat the window wit the doobieI'm lookin' at bootyOnion ass on the stripYou fine but baby girl where your whipIt's jumpin' off[Chorus]While I'm outtie on the WestI got the best weedAnd the best hoesI'm on the block at all times dressed in the best clothesMy focus is money 'cause pussy come naturalI only fuck wit those that can show me some collateralI deal 'em all off topI ain't a child molester or a killerI don't need y'all propsShit, if she wit me, she know what it isWe hotellin' and you don't deserve to go to the cribIf yo potna wanna roll she can rollI ain't gotta touchI like to smoke and watch you freaky hoesAnd I could have my choiceEnie, meenie, miney, moBust a nut, get the fuckPlay it how it goMy main ho called and told me she made some moneyI said "Bitch you ain't never come gave it to me!"How many woman now done wanna get gangsta for meGotta be willin' to get down on your hands and stomach(Are you ready?)[Chorus] Aus Songtexte Mania