โหลดเพลง mp3 Let It Out (Explicit Album Version) - Jim Jones

Let It Out (Clean Album Version) - Jim Jones
See see they actin like us
Comin up dormetive forcin us to go outside
And take a hellav risk to make some money
So to the media we look like savages
But for us its a way of life
You see it started with sneakersbut
Then it got much deeper
You see the money is like an infection
They told me lead by example
Least get a chance to
If yall get some money
Count g's by the hand full
Use to sell work cop keys gave samples
Now i'm laughin at the skeezers
I ran thru shut the club down with my team bring
Them lam's thru we cop car's that them chicks dig
We go on tour's like were big kids
I drop a million on a home and they still call'em big cribs
12 thous 4 liter engine when ever
We step out it was the moral we were spendin
Ghetto foolers feds want to do us
They lookin for the trail
If they catch us they'll lose us
F**k the blue & white
So i sped by the cruiser middle finger to'em
He told me he was foolin let my lil ni**a
Chew'em put'em in their place use to cop rising
Push'em like a waist westside car pool
Push'em to the face 86 86
Push'em to the eight (choris)
School of hard knocks cramin for the test
Use to do them blocks hand on my vest
Now i cruise thru the lot witch handle is the best
Choose the hard top hundred gran
No stress chew'd up watch van dvs
Ice time ticker choke a b**ch out tell you
How i'm liquor drink fine liquor on a quite night
You can hear the crime whisper
Time's that i miss you premature thinkin breathin
Thou i'm drinkin comin up fast we were on delinquent
Down at the district freezin
All the trinklet's never indistinctive
Sh*t wait get a break wait get a taste your lovin more

Push'em to the face 86 86 push'em to the eight you like them finer things
Dispite the miner things that
Get you rap up you wind up in the bing
Caught with that white girl that pretty
China thing uh girl best friend is my pretty
Diamond ring freded up medallion six foot stallion big body
Dimes full body wine kush fill'd cigars pushin up hard i
Told them keep the ceillin now i'm lookin up to god
The sun rise in new york the sun sat
At rosoe's i'm on the 110 dip and watch
For the cops role for the jackets
I get the gun lock & load westside young copo
Uh oh ghetto birds flyin money worth everthing
It never worth dyin i ain't lyin
It's not a game how we ghetto concerts
Ask about me in the east they'll
Tell you i'm a monster