Mike Jones Lyrics

[Verse 1 -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 b___er, press a b___on my screens falling
And I'm
d_____g 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 n____z 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

[Chorus]
Mike Jones, Roy Jones knockin n____z out
in the ring and up on the microhone
Mike Jones, Roy Jones
knockin n____z out in the ring and up on the microhone

[Verse 2 -Roy Jones]
It's Roy Jones they call me the
one hitter quitter
Cause when I get up in the ring I'm
knockin out a n____
Swishahouse and bodyhead you know we
ain't trippin
I two piece dudes for a livin and I
ain't talkin about chicken
Mike Jones running the rap
game I'm running the ring
You think I'm lying ask
the streets and they'll be sayin the same
I moved up
to heavyweight and people said I was small
But when my
opponents fall who be the one standin tall
Roy Jones (Who),
Roy Jones (Who), Roy Jones (Who)
Roy Jones Jones ya'll
musta forgot I be the one bustin heads
Them n____z talk
alot of noise but yo they must be scared

[Chorus]

[Roy Jones]
Swishahouse...bodyhead
We about
them Jone's n____ we ain't neva scared huh
C'mon huh, C'mon now, C'mon uh, yeahh
Mike
Jones, Roy Jones...bodyhead ya'll swishahouse
Uh one
two, one..