Busca tus grupos y solistas favoritos:
lyrics of songs
  NUESTRAS SECCIONES
  USUARIOS
usuario:
password:
 
  TOP WEBS AMIGAS
  PUBLICIDAD
  PRÓXIMAS SECCIONES
Carátulas
Wallpapers
Melodías

LETRAS DE CANCIONES . LYRICS OF SONGS . ROLAS . LETTRES - SINGERS. LETRAS DAS CANÇÕES . SINGERS. BRIEVEN VAN LIEDEREN . SINGERS. LETTRES DE CHANSONS . CHANTEURS. BUCHSTABEN VON IEDEN . TESTI DELLE CANZONI . CANTANTI. LETRAS DAS CANÇÕES. LLETRES DE CANÇONS. VIDEOS DE MÚSICA. VIDEOS MUSICALES. VIDEOCLIPS


eXTReMe Tracker

--JIM JONES
Estás en:
Inicio > Letras de canciones > Jim Jones > Shotgun Fire

Letra de la canción 'SHOTGUN FIRE' de 'JIM JONES'






[intro/chorus]
dip-set, uh
(jones) money on mind
(capo status) mind on my money
(dip-set nigga) my money on mind
(you know the streets is what it is nigga) mind on my money
(watch ya step and watch ya moves) my money on mind
mind on my money
my money on mind
[verse 1]
shit, make and'em believe in this prophecy (movement)
you can see iand'm tryin to lead my democracy (dip-set)
to get money and rip sleeve off of my city (new york)
and slow down, then try to breeze thru the projects b (taft)
and how i speeds in velocity (160)
we came up movin keys of that knotty b (that llello)
my man caught 10, couldnand't find the keys to the lobby b
the boys rushed him, 2 keys of mahogany (damn!)
in my life you canand't see me not possibly (nooo!)
how we swoop up in harlem, 20 coupes when we mobbinand'
40 troops if its problems (what nowww!)
cause 1 nigga you know is a shotgun driver (jus 1 nigga)
ready to dump triggers, that shotgun fire (blatka!)
i aint gone front nigga i shot some guys up
(didnand't kill and'em though, fuck and'em though)
and they came back to my block like riders (yop!)
but iand'm like andquot;crouching tigerandquot;, spin, roll, crouch and fire (boom, yea!)
a fast retally (uh huh!)
now its cash we tally
miami, atlanta, fuck it we smash to cali (l.a.x.!)
back on l.a. ave, you know the lennox strip
where they henny sip
beef we let the semi rip
[chorus]
mind on my money
my money on mind
mind on my money
my money on mind
mind on my money
my money on mind
you fuck wit dip-set, i will press on this .9
mind on my money
my money on mind
mind on my money
my money on mind
mind on my money
my money on mind
you fuck wit my paper, ill press on this .9
[verse 2]
and yeah we world renowned (u.s.)
and i might twirl thru town (uh huh)
and in a dip-set mansion is where ya girl be found (hollaaa!)
how can a pearl be drowned (yea)
how can a diamond not shine (uh huh)
man iand'm on my g mack
i scoop up dimes all the time (bad bitches)
they love my pimp juice (yeah)
i let my crips loose
they get a glimpse, ooooooo
some went and cinch doucheand'
scoop her feed her feed her shrimp soup (thatand's right)
mind fuck her, brain fuck her
mouth screw her and'til it hurt, uh, (then what?) shit
she scream andquot;do me it hurtandquot; (uh huh)
ill have her movinand' that work
i mean 2 of them chirps
up in her doony and burk (gettinand' money)
so ruthless it hurts
i mean iand'm truely berserk
when i scoop up my cash man, i swoop up and murk (errrrrrrrr!)
yea, a trick and a bag bitch (uh huh)
2 bricks and a bad bitch
shit, them bitches mackinand' (they love me)
iand'm as sick as maggot (rite)
but i donand't fuck wit no bitch if she aint worth no chips or no cabbage
[chorus]
mind on my money
my money on mind
mind on my money
my money on mind
mind on my money
you fuck wit dip-set, i will press on this .9
mind on my money
my money on mind
mind on my money
my money on mind
mind on my money
my money on mind
you fuck wit my paper, ill press on this .9
[verse 3]
iand'm so problematic (yeah)
and do to servinand' harlem-matics (damn)
my fame and fortune still revolve witand' static (that beef)
still involve witand' savage types that move drugs
365 all around set every nite (ya ego)
i aint the passive type (nope)
on the benches where i crashed them nites (movinand')
blowinand' hemp, movinand' slabs of white (hustlinand')
spend days up in court
how i shaved weight to snort
give that to the press or dave mays in the source (suttin to read about)
yes, since success it has changed
since we, stepped up in this game and stepped up witand' our game (ballinand')
no more chef cuttinand' cain
hoes xand'd up in they brain
lemme sex up in the range
so much princess cuts in our chains (bling!)
[chours]
mind on my money
my money on mind
mind on my money
my money on mind
mind on my money
my money on mind
you fuck witand' dip-set, i will press on this .9
mind on my money
my money on mind
mind on my money
my money on mind
mind on my monry
my money on mind
you fuck witand' my paper, ill press on this .9


Traducir esta letra:


MÁS LETRAS DE 'JIM JONES'


Canciones
LetraVideo
:: Letras de Jim Jones - Around my way
:: Letras de Jim Jones - Certified gangstas
:: Letras de Jim Jones - Crunk music
:: Letras de Jim Jones - End of the road
:: Letras de Jim Jones - Hello Mama
:: Letras de Jim Jones - Lovely daze/memory lane
:: Letras de Jim Jones - Shotgun Fire
:: Letras de Jim jones - We fly high
  BUSCADOR DE MUSICA Y CANCIONES
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R
S T U V W X Y Z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9
Busca tus letras de canciones y videos de música favoritos gracias a
  LETRAS DE CANCIONES MÁS VISITADAS
  ÚLTIMAS NOTICIAS
  ÚNETE A NOSOTROS
  GRUPOS MUSICALES MÁS VISITADOS
  OTROS GRUPOS MUSICALES
Las letras, videos y demás contenido disponible en letrasyletras.com tienen propósitos meramente educativos y su contenido es totalmente gratuito. Si el mismo tiene copyright rogamos que nos lo comunique y será retirado de inmediato. Aviso Legal