become enemies And foul niggas got the tendency You gotta watch what you wish for I hope to God it's on a switchboard When I'm tryin' to say a prayer
This shit is fucked up 'cause some niggas call it tough love It's crazy 'cause you might know a nigga all your life And he got a twisted alterier motive
You know, everybody expect a baller but I'm like Why you worried about balling, 'cause I am balling I'm just ready to blow the bank on you, girl You
a camera They wanna ball but they ain't got no stamina They said damn man, you lookin' like Pac I said, nah not alive, man I'm lookin' like Jones Besides
This goes out to all my fly ladies, all across the world You know I love you And I'm sorry if I called you a bitch Sincerely yours, Jones Shawty's like
the cash shuts everything down This is the life I'm escapin' on a heartache so why you gotta blame the hood? I wanna tell my problems to the reverend Prayin
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
Shorty you're precious and you gon' love how I put it down, yeah I see you watching so let's not mess around, no No hesitating 'cause I got what you're
Ether boy Hey, how we ball in the club I know u hate it Mami dancin' on the floor I like she naked When she layed up wit chu I know she fake it All the
Nigga, we too close, can't stop praying now Though it seems there's no end to this pain Every time I close my eyes I pray for rain I pray for rain to
Translation: Jones, Jim. Pray Iv Reign.
where best friends become enemies And foul nigguhs got the tendency You gotta watch what you wish for I hope to god its on a switchboard When I'm tryin to say a prayer
ball but they ain't got no stamina (they need it) They said damn man you lookin like Pac I said nah, not alive, man I'm lookin like Jones (cappo) Besides
There's No one To This Pain Everytime I Close My Eyes I Pray For Rain I Pray For Rain To Wash Away The Strain [Verse 1: Jim Jones] You Could'ntUnderstand
I got what you're lookin for... (Oh yeah, yeah) And I got one word... one word to describe ya... Ohh, you're precious. [Rap: Jim Jones] (Uh... Jones)
This goes out to all my fly ladies all across the world You know I love you And I'm sorry if I called you a bitch. sincerely yours, JONES Shawty's like
tell my possie vogue strike a pose I hop up in da rolls a blunt I'm gonna smoke [Chorus] [Verse 2:] I wanna tell my problems to the reverend Prayin
