Jim Jones - Pop OffLyrics

Give me a minute to get in it Give me a minute with one of your main bitches Mental fitness I demonstrate Right in front of your eyes Watch your bitch elevate from a five to a nine Confidence booster all in her mind And I'm checkin' every dollar and dime (Come with me) To the city where my committee chase titties and ass (Are you ready? Come with me) I'll show you where the check break fast And we bust heads fast If a nigga not in single file Run up on him single style Let the thing break him down You love my methods Take a nigga off the Earth if he on my shit list reckless The key copper Have to eat proper Bitches lookin' for guidance Had to be proper Tone Capone is the beat dropper The jump off is jumpin' off proper And it's about to get hotter [Chorus] (Come with me) Til it pop off And you better be ready for the jump off (Come with me) Til it pop off And you better be ready for the jump off (Come with me) Til it pop off And you better be ready for the jump off (Come with me) I still rep Walnut Street in deep East Oakland The one hundred block where you can your whole shit broken Like Mystikal "Still Smokin" The life ?? And rent free I never let nothin' live on my mind I gotta grind (grind), shine And fight for my grandma And don't do nothin' stupid like Hammer Til I go bankrupt Steady drinkin' til I finish my cup Then bust ya head before I shoot up the gut Fresh outta Folsom and proper beef injections Chosen selections Cause girl I ain't fuckin' without protection I'm harder than erection Teachers so you study your lessons And advise for that viewer discretion On a scale to one to ten I get eleven Give a toast to the pussy like Devin And beat it up off Sprite and Seagram Seven I've plottin' on a way to get rich And keep bread out that cock And all the folks in the hood aimin' for head Shots of lead poppin' Situation's crucial And every nigga I'm wit is feelin' neutral Fuck takin' ten paces And drawin' down This ain't no Western movie Roll a Swisher, pass it to Ric Sat the window wit the doobie I'm lookin' at booty Onion ass on the strip You fine but baby girl where your whip It's jumpin' off [Chorus] While I'm outtie on the West I got the best weed And the best hoes I'm on the block at all times dressed in the best clothes My focus is money 'cause pussy come natural I only fuck wit those that can show me some collateral I deal 'em all off top I ain't a child molester or a killer I don't need y'all props Shit, if she wit me, she know what it is We hotellin' and you don't deserve to go to the crib If yo potna wanna roll she can roll I ain't gotta touch I like to smoke and watch you freaky hoes And I could have my choice Enie, meenie, miney, mo Bust a nut, get the fuck Play it how it go My main ho called and told me she made some money I said "Bitch you ain't never come gave it to me!" How many woman now done wanna get gangsta for me Gotta be willin' to get down on your hands and stomach (Are you ready?) [Chorus]