เนื้อเพลง Zeke Interlude - Jim Jones

Jim, Jim, F*cks up n*gga nawmean, the beat all good you feel me, Doin Me as Usual man, good looking for that glock, but you know its glock time again, Set that out for your boy, You Smell me? F*ckin N*ggas Man, I'm sick of all these piss ant n*ggaz up in here, got me hot like lava in this motha f*cka, Bout to slap slob out one of these faggets that keep f*ckin with me, word is born, got all these coward ass n*ggaz sweatin like it aint no A/C in this motha f*cka, F*ckin With me Freekey, Any motha f*ckin way man, I aint even really wanna holla at you about that bullsh*t, I really wanna talk about that phantom sh*t you was talking bout, that sh*t aint me son, word is born im too gangsta for that sh*t, want no motha f*ckin phantom, nawmean, I need some low key inexpensive sh*t, you know wut I sayin, Cop the boy a lil Ashton Martin or something, Black on Black with the black tint, you know what im sayin, The Rims, let me see, put my face on them rims, You know what im sayin that's how I like to do it you know what im sayin. Have all these b*tches connected to my d*ck like nuts. You know what im sayin, Its ya boy man, doin what he does best, F*ck wit you hard, You know what im sayin. I F*cked With You Hard N*gga, You Know What Im Sayin, Get At me