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Mike Jones
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Laws Patrolling
Lyricist:Mike A Jones, Anthony Raydale Sears
Who? Mike Jones! Who? Mike Jones! Who? Mike Jones!
Shyeah, keep ya eyes open For them jackers, baby It's going down
Even though the law's patrollin' Them jackers get rolling, so they can't out hold it 'Cause I ain't about to go down
Even though the law's patrollin' Them jackers get rolling, so they can't out hold it 'Cause I ain't about to go down
Shyeah, they see me doin' my shit, that's why they in my mix Jackers plotting along, watching like I'm moving bricks But I ain't move nothin', I'm on my grind hustling Come at me wrong and my chrome gon' give you a concussion
I love to ride fresh, but hate to ride with Tecs But the way that these jackers roll up, knowing for the best With diamonds on my neck, bulletproof vest on chest I got my own laws, I'm here to serve and protect
Myself, because they ain't gonna get me I'm in the club sober as fuck and you won't catch me tipsy Nigga yeah, I'm Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones! Who? Mike Jones!
Even though the law's patrollin' Them jackers get rolling, so they can't out hold it 'Cause I ain't about to go down
Even though the law's patrollin' Them jackers get rolling, so they can't out hold it 'Cause I ain't about to go down
The way that I pull up, I got the jackers lookin' at me 24's and swingers, sold the candy and got me caffie And I don't give a damn if they rollin' 'Cause my top gets folden, the AK I'm holding Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 'Cause I ain't about to go down
Presidential when we ride with the trunk open heat Clothes, tryin' to jack, Playboy, you get three slugs to ya throat And I'm fo' sho' cause they don't know, I'm on a mission to get paid Tryin' to plot or set me up, you get ya whole block sprayed And I ain't knockin' ya hustle but a hollow head will hurt
In the heat of the moment, let's see if that heat gon buck first And I'm a aim for the worst to make a jacker fall flat And if I do get jacked, you better believe I'm coming back in all black, CJ
Even though the law's patrollin' Them jackers get rolling, so they can't out hold it 'Cause I ain't about to go down
Even though the law's patrollin' Them jackers get rolling, so they can't out hold it 'Cause I ain't about to go down
I'm down the boulevard flippin', jammin', still tippin' See them jackers watchin', like I ain't payin' attention But really, I'm lookin' at them boys like they silly 'Cause I know their handguns ain't gon' fuck wit this milly
'Cause I'm a pistol packer for them jackers that try to attack us No need to call the po po, 'cause my fo fo gon' be my back up Act up, if you wanna and I swear you'll be a goner I put it all on my mama, you niggaz don't want no drama
It's mellow, king of the hill, don't think I ain't holding that steel When I pull up in that De Ville, you crumb niggaz better chill I'm from the streets I'm real, I grind hard for the scrill I major without a deal, gotta keep it hot wheels
Even though the law's patrollin' Them jackers get rolling, so they can't out hold it 'Cause I ain't about to go down
Even though the law's patrollin' Them jackers get rolling, so they can't out hold it 'Cause I ain't about to go down
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