Jim Jones

Jim Jones - Red Rum lyrics

rate me

ft. Mel Matrix & Trav

We’re neighborhood reefer, reefer

Cause me and … keep rocking over here son, here son

Keep it tough talking over there bro

Ah, nigga, what they saying nigga?

First she roll, she roll

What they saying nigga?

First she roll, she roll

… Ah, let them up, let them up, red rum

I’m from a rich … and pro diddy

Popping up big broads with the holes in it

Bitch we hit your ride up, leave holes in it

… on your bitch mind, but this ain’t whole bizness

…I could have got you hit when you was partying

But little niggas got an itch, let me body him

You know the 44 kick let me karate you

For me to stretch a nigga out straight Pilates him

Don’t respect the thunder till they see the rain

You get less for a body than …

…with the solar panel

You can catch me on tv, niggas know the channel

I told the vale just let it roll

You know we keep it honest you gotta get your guns

Bitch let … mama tell him get …

cause when I bag this hammer out this nigga better run

What neighborhood coming from ?

Cause me and … keep rocking over here son, here son

Keep it tough talking over there bro

Ah, nigga, what they saying nigga?

First she roll, she roll

What they saying nigga?

First she roll, she roll

Ah, let them up, let them up, red rum

You should really look at things from my perspective

I’ll have them shooting out your block until you call detective

I can’t talk about the skels and bones I collected

But I can name every single movie I directed

Talk slick on the strip, strip them butt naked

I pack a 50 some shit is just unexpected

Cause the … alone will run your ass a couple bucks, pricey

What hood you from nigga, … get lone gun nigga

Mvp that gang, let it bang where I’m from

… I’m out yeah, big boy rolling when I’m in the streets

Some … money sex, money…

I’m feeling really fresh when I’m on the scene

Ready to run, ready to hide, ready to die, ready to ride

What neighborhood coming from ?

Cause me and … keep rocking over here son, here son

Keep it tough talking over there bro

Ah, nigga, what they saying nigga?

First she roll, she roll

What they saying nigga?

First she roll, she roll

Ah, let them up, let them up, red rum

The coop or the…on fish bone

Defecating all niggers got a weak code

And we all hot headed…so we heat holing

And the gangstas all in…

This gps has them bullets tracked

How you family gather…

Slick talking, you get murked over…

Transporter like the road runner

Never hesitate to squeeze em up for sho gunner

Working…strip constipated…

Respect the rules and the regulation

Brain light goons get the regulating

… got a coldest…

Scarface with a hammer, I’m a …

What neighborhood coming from ?

Cause me and … keep rocking over here son, here son

Keep it tough talking over there bro

Ah, nigga, what they saying nigga?

First she roll, she roll

What they saying nigga?

First she roll, she roll

Ah, let them up, let them up, red rum.

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Anonymous
Thursday 15th of December 2011 12:04
Jim Jones spits along Mel Matrix & Trav to demonstrate their skills on this new song "Red Rum". It is not exactly a full song (1:50) but it manages to get you hooked. This one's definitely a banger.