Knockin’ Niggaz Out Mike Jones

- Mike Jones -
You can catch meHustlin, gridin, shakin haters who's whining
I'm blindin the world, cause I was day 2 day grindin
I'ma blow up, I told ya, think I'm lieing, I'ma show ya
From Houston to Penscola we candy paint slab rollers
You can tell I'm ballin, from window spinners crawlin
I hop off butter, press a button my screens falling
And I'm dogging competition ain't trippin I'm on the grind
While you dudes talkin down, I'm grindin so I can shine
I Mike Jones (Who), Mike Jones, that came to Florida
To put it down with Roy Jones, Swishahouse and body head
Turning heads, shaking feds, pistol packing and jackin
Any body for some bread
Yea I'm Mike Jones (Who), Mike Jones (Who), Mike Jones (Who)
Mike Jones Jones
And when the laws ain't hot, I hit the block with my rocks
I'm in Roy Jones corner while he knockin them out
See in the streets I keep it real, I show them my platinum grill
I pull up in the seville on twenty two inch wheels
U niggas wasting yo time, hatin on me talkin down
You need to be on yo grind tryin to put it down
I'm trying to help you out, before you get left out
I know you mad when I pull up in slab and step out
Lookin good, eight glass leather wood get it while it's good
Mike Jones