Roy Jones

V Don & Benny the Butcher - Rap
Roy Jones
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Duration: 3:11
November 30, 2018.
Lyrics
When i write poems i'm kinda nice homes '97 roy jones i'm in that type zone i just seen a new rapper he got tights on Cops in back of me i'm a gunna they turn the lights on When i write poems i'm kinda nice homes '97 roy jones i'm in that type zone i just seen a new rapper he got tights on Cops in back of me i'm a gunna they turn the lights on I been gunning since a youngin you can sense when I'm comin You probably felt it in ya stomach heard ya shit and felt nothing We cookin dope substance and it let us (?) its long days in jail gotta kite for my cousin He told me black got kilt he got hit wit a dozen i'm in The back of the yard doin pull ups and running Pulled up on they strip they was bitching and runnin Youngin said he need some work i be back wit a onion Niggas step aside when you see them I'm coming Ima shooter any nigga wanna fight we can run it Kick his door hold up check the ceiling check a million My time slim i needa check for chillen Ya slime dead he always catching feelings Catch a flight wit my brother he keep catching killings ima villain As far as rap go im the illest Im honorable you the realest and this kush hittin like the steelers When i write poems i'm kinda nice homes '97 roy jones i'm in that type zone i just seen a new rapper he got tights on Cops in back of me i'm a gunna they turn the lights on When i write poems i'm kinda nice homes '97 roy jones i'm in that type zone i just seen a new rapper he got tights on Cops in back of me i'm a gunna they turn the lights on Lets go, i got this grip for a couple reasons my only wish is that this bitch retire undefeated I talk facts and brought back what the hustlers needed We spend so much my connect plug wanna meet us i played the spot wit the smokers and a couple workers The neighbors always complain sayin sum burning I bet you heard I used to get the whole thing wrap I took the trip and had to ship the whole thing back I sat close, backseat in the extra v Its that deep i ain't riding wit it unless its free damn my mans shit jammed he heard his whammy clicking We discuss murder private like its family business See, I really handle chickens my advantage different I made 100k in it but the trannies slipping I ain't get a rap advance, let me work We dope boys i put packs of hands every 1st When i write poems i'm kinda nice homes '97 roy jones i'm in that type zone i just seen a new rapper he got tights on Cops in back of me i'm a gunna they turn the lights on When i write poems i'm kinda nice homes '97 roy jones i'm in that type zone i just seen a new rapper he got tights on Cops in back of me i'm a gunna they turn the lights on
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Credits
- Writers
- Dark Lo
- V Don
- Benny the Butcher