Drops Is Out - Jim Jones, Raekwon, Sen City

The drops is out, the broads come out, roll the dice hear let the cops come out

Pinky ring hanging out the window like «you so crazy», bitch i’m a walking

photo film me baby.

Don’t compare me to these niggas, I ain’t them

Since I learned at history I don’t do temps

Dedicate a song to a bitch who tripped my ends

Never that I ride an mc I ain’t got a benz

22's on shit look clean

It’s the aura not the money give me in them cheese

For being thug at 25 I was wanted 15

38 robbing for green

School day straight weed selling at his 16

17 12 hundred on the neck just clean

18 graduated started selling Ecstasy

Had my own crib in the birds, fuck is you telling me

When you get money, then you fall off

Remember that shit that ain’t bitch

I’m just standing there, I’m still act nigga, aha, yeah

Pain in my life I gotta put it in flows

If I didn’t I’d go crazy, drive myself off the road

I never crossed a nigga by not paying the toll

It’s a price called life get closer to Christ

Yo all understand when I’m saying you definitely feel it

Can’t see it with your eyes cause is hysteric

I admit it never thought he

Lot of bullshit today but it’s joy tomorrow

Used to try to pass it by myself with

Think too much but they ain’t changed much

My and gave up, no cheese trying to serve me

To get green, oh shucks

Remember me so wouldn’t call the

Saying Jr got guns and drugs in our home

I was company she told on me call

But that thing changed now’s important

When you get money, then you fall off

Remember that shit that ain’t bitch

I’m just standing there, I’m still act nigga, aha, yeah

Yo, their is for 91 the ratio

Still stare the devil in the space told him take that

Heavy bullshit upon my mind but I gotta live alone

If I wanna touch the gold must defeat that

Used to which I’m Mario, and that’s that

Told him I was chasin rap then the guy’s stagnant

But I ain’t enough said, all whole grudges to the finger, to the judges

I ain’t moving or budging, I keep it real no fronting

Girl hit my phone wanna know what I’m on I tell her nothing

Damn I bug it, this is state of emergency so hit the rear button

Love kids leave your wife like Lloyd Banks said

Plan escape with bars to get the

I’m the head not the tail, ahead of these snails

I put my story on the beat tales

When you get money, then you fall off

Remember that shit that ain’t bitch

I’m just standing there, I’m still act nigga, aha, yeah