Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The New Jim Jones, artist - Ramirez. Date of issue: 09.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The New Jim Jones |
| Bitch, I pull off in that Chevy while I’m lightin' up that heavy |
| Bendin' corners, soakin' up the game, these sucka niggas always envy |
| Comin' out the cemetery, ghost and servin' up all these hoes |
| Push my weight and stand on my toes, I’m livin' my life the way this shit goes |
| Take a second, learn yo' lessons, count yo' blessings, who you testin'? |
| Grippin' on that Smith & Wesson, send yo' ass straight up to heaven |
| Thinkin' 'bout more murder when this bunker’s payin' to trick my mind |
| Bring that ana to my post and wet 'em up, then give 'em slime |
| Dancin' with the devil, kiss my sins upon they lips |
| Dickin' down the devil’s throat, turn that ho into my bitch |
| Watch me do my Dougie, pop my collar, show my teeth and take a breath |
| Smokin' on that buddha cess, gorilla blood inside my flesh |
| Came from nothing, turned it into something, bitch, you see me stuntin' |
| Pimpin' suits and diamond cuff links, hoes just wanna give me suction |
| Pushin' through the fuckin' fast lane, Pouya told me, «Get it, mane» |
| The pit is out the fuckin' cage, I’m lockin' jaws, splittin' brains |
| Hustle for my paper 'cause I don’t know any other way |
| Standin' by the liquor store, movin' weight, stayin' paid |
| Moving to a cul-de-sac, straight up out the fuckin' hood |
| Call my folks and let 'em know Ramirez doin' somewhat good |