, got me needin' for a spliff Ain't a thing funny when you fuckin? with this money I'ma lean you off a cliff, G's up G's up, nigga, ho's down If the
money I'ma lean u off a cliff.....g's up [CHORUS] [Jim Jones:] The picture gettin clearer If it was bricks than the strip we had to tear it up If it's
Tercüme: Jones, Jim. G Up (feat. Max B).
Tercüme: Jones, Jim. G Up.
t run out Holla if you down wit' Clover G's, roll, let me go I know that you'll take care of me, baby, please Don't blame me, it's not jealousy, jealousy
this (BALLIN!!!) Foreign rides, outside, it's like showbiz (ladies) We stay fly, no lie, you know this (REMIXXX!!!) Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focused [Birdman] 500 on the Bentley, 50 g's
's on my arm wit' that shit For your moms, put a bomb in her whip They be wonderin', where the car and her went On some arsenal shit Jim Jones is the
Jim Jones, what it here, homie? Killa Cam, Freekz Zeeky, Juelz, what's happ'nin? Hey, T.I.P., nigga I'm up in Harlem to put it down wit my muthafuckin
little bit change now your boy done blown up And I?m doing things that gets exposed Stunting aint a thing to me And it?s obvious it?s plain to see That
, big cribs with the cardbox It's Willie My future bright like a highlighter They takin' pictures 'cause I'm fly like a skydiver [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Jim Jones
, Jim Z, hit her Then she wit flea flicker, Don G.G, get her P.E wit her, wee wee, eazy Ol' me, ol' G, little me, lick her So she need liquor never seem
it's lookin like a movie shoot How they sendin all these damn actors at the set [Jim Jones] It goes get 'em daddy (Goonies) Soul niggaz they sick and flabby, (they washed up
they be thinkin' that the ride stolen Keep your head up an' your eyes open Load the lead up while the ride rollin' Creep up on a motha like, "What you
up the rocks Seventh Delenix is hot, I done cook up the block Send glocks to ya block, out done cook up yo spots That's how coke for that cook up his
this shit up on smash This is Jim Jones, he's breezin' on chrome Ya best bet is leave him alone O.G. in them stones, spent G's on them stones Now mami
, let's ride Yo Will-Lean let's roll man, let's ride We gotta go homey, let's ride You know how we do it though, let's ride Let's ride, let's ride Uh
