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intro - 22nd jim lyrics

[intro]
(eazy)
uh, uh
uh, uh
haha, yeah, b*tch*ass n*gga (f*ck you, ethan’s world)

[verse]
all the money spent on packs, i coulda went and bought a company
cash on deliver, don’t want you frottin’ me
trackhawk burnin’ rubber, swing the door, you smell the bubblin’
i’m back in my bag, n*ggas in trouble
i don’t f*ck with nothin’ average, if she with me, she the baddest
22nd, n*gga known for talkin’ cash sh*t
i heard you had a bag, but that was past tense
ask about me ’round my hood, i’m a savage
i do damage with that switch and i do damage with that drac’
i get money in my city, i get money out of state
n*ggas tryna keep up with me, but you n*ggas h*lla late
got this sh*t off the ground, that’s why they hate
22nd on my back, i don’t know why these n*ggas mad
i guess it’s ’cause i left their broke ass in the past
real gangster, real soldier, i’m a stepper like my dad
all that n0bbleweed sh*t you never had
head tapped that p*ssy n*gga, he got left right on that corner
ain’t no need to rush his ass, he’s a goner
graduated from the streets, jacket clean, no diploma
b*tch, i’m jim, i stand on business like i’m ‘posed to
do your research on the last n*ggas that wanted to try me
danger don’t scare me, that sh*t excite me
p*ssy n*ggas, they my sons, wan’ be just like me
off this tesla, i’m rollin’, this b*tch bitin’
ship, jumpin’*ass n*gga, you could never hold it down
when there was problems in the camp, your ho ass never was around
i’m the captain, i’m the king, i’m the one who wear the crown
’cause when sh*t was on the floor, i put n*ggas in the ground
yeah (jim, n*gga)
yeah, eazy got me sh*t talkin’
known for beatin’ down that road, really dog walkin’
and i’m poured off this four, i’m like paul walker
way before i had the money, couldn’t get them hoes off me
wrist rocky, ice hockey and my b*tch bad
and that drac’ so f*ckin’ small, it’s in my b*tch bag
you the type to get your sh*t took with your b*tch*ass
i’m the type to up a check on your b*tch*ass
swervin’, n*ggas knowin’ how i come through
tell a b*tch to bring her friend, t**ze her one too
tell a b*tch to bring another, he want one too
f*ck it, make it plus three, mesma one too
top pass. around the city, i’m a top scorer
gettin’ bent behind ten, dodgin’ potholes
you a bum, so is your n*gga, y’all is not goals
i’m still posted in the trenches like a light pole (jim, n*gga)
always knew it was gon’ come to this
i seen the look on n*ggas’ faces when them diamonds hit
i seen the look on n*ggas’ faces when them commas hit
these n*ggas mad ’cause i’m a hundred, i could never switch
yeah, i’ma nut while that gene up
iced out in a benz with a mean mug
n*ggas sendin’ threats, but they don’t mean nonthin’
’cause every time i see them n*ggas, it’s gon’ be somethin’
still humble, still rappin’, still trappin’
no excuses, dry my nuts and make it happen
all bark, no bite, n*ggas cappin’
and i still would be that n*gga even if i wasn’t rappin’ (jim, n*gga)
[outro]
b*tch*ass n*gga
vacuum seals and money counters, n*gga
we ain’t playin’ with you n*ggas no more, n*gga
yeah
still runnin’ plays, n*gga
long live the member, still 22nd ways, n*gga
rest in peace sosa, rest in peace trig
yeah

- 22nd jim lyrics

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