paroles de chanson Baby Girl (feat. Jim Jones) - Jim Jones
[Intro:
Jim
Jones]
Clap,
Byrd
Gang,
clap,
Byrd
Gang,
clap
Dip-Set!
Can
I
get
a
G
clap,
Byrd
Gang,
clap,
Byrd
Gang
Clap,
Byrd
Gang
Can
I
get
a
G
clap
[Verse:
1 Jim
Jones]
I
be
like
hoooold
up,
wait
a
minute
I'm
in
the
coupe,
laiiiiid
up
in
it
Sunk
in
the
seat,
suede
all
in
it
Drop
top
roof
blowin
haze
all
in
it
And
yall
know
imma
straight
up
menace
Run
up
in
ya
crib
there's
a
safe
up
in
it
New
York
City
yall
aint
safe
up
in
it
Yall
niggaz
fugaze,
my
niggaz
authentic
The
game
like
bitches
that
need
make-up
These
niggaz
beefin
and
kissin
and
then
they
make-up
Shit,
I
still
prowl
through
the
gutta
All
you
hear
em
say
is
that's
a
wild
muthafucka
Its
been
a
while
muhfucker
Had
to
fall
back,
face
trial
cause
of
Rucker
One-Eyed
Willie,
you
can
come
try
kill
me
Still
ridin
that
5,
you
can
get
hung
high
silly
[Chorus:
Max
B]
Baby
girl,
you
tryna
be
down
with
the
Dip-Set?
Well
then
you
gotta
get
ya
lips
wet
Baby
girl
we
gettin
them
big
checks,
tre-pound,
sawed-off,
we
splittin
Them
big
checks
Yall
aint
thought
he
posed
ta
flow
Thought
he
posed
ta
go
Thought
he
posed
ta
blooooooow
Its
Dip-set
baby,
DIP-SET!
Nigga
its
Jim
Jones
[Verse
2:
Jim
Jones]
Now
everybody
know
me
Usually
in
the
club
wit
a
bunch
of
O.G'z
We
pop
bottles
and
we
all
smoke
weed
And
we'll
burn
this
bitch
down,
better
call
po-lice
And
yall
know
yall
don't
want
that
beef
I'm
tryna
G-Mack
look
at
all
these
freaks
Besides,
the
dance
floor
look
sweet
So
like
Lil'
Jon
we
can
all
skeet
skeet
I'm
tryna
bag
this
bimbo
Mad
she
spilled
her
drink
on
the
tan
Timbo's
Stuntin'
hard
in
my
B-Boy
pose
You
aint
got
nuttin
on
me
dogz
aint
V
I
aint
drove
Fuck
about
the
law
top-speed
on
the
road
.44
squeeze,
breathe,
relooooaad
And
if
I
gotta
take
it
that
far
That
mean
I
left
the
club
nigga
and
went
straight
to
the
car
[Chorus:
Max
B]
Baby
girl,
you
tryna
be
down
with
the
Dip-Set?
Well
then
you
gotta
get
ya
lips
wet
Baby
girl
we
gettin
them
big
checks,
tre-pound,
sawed-off,
we
splittin
Them
big
checks
Yall
aint
thought
he
posed
ta
flow
Thought
he
posed
ta
blooooooow
Its
Dip-set
baby,
DIP-SET!
Nigga
its
Jim
Jones
[Verse
3:
Jim
Jones]
I
live
a
hard
rock
life
Mix
a
whole
pot
til
that
hard
rock
white
Six
4-5,
hard
top
white
Big
4-5
for
you
hard
rocks
aite
And
my
advice
to
the
buyers
Although
the
City's
hot
I
rock
ice
thru
the
fire
Listenin
to
Pac,
live
life
like
rider
when
I
pull
up
to
the
block
fiends
Wipin
off
the
tires
So
I
got
to
be
the
hardest
15th
and
Lennox
when
my
posse
in
the
projects
500
on
the
tennis,
I'm
like
Gotti
in
the
projects
Jewish
lawyers
niggaz
so
I
gots
to
be
the
charges
So
how's
that
for
starters
.40cal
niggaz,
blow
back
ya
starter
New
Jack
City
2 blocks
from
the
carter
Foul
hunreds
double
up
a.ka.
this
is
harlem
[Chorus:
Max
B]
Baby
girl,
you
tryna
be
down
with
the
Dip-Set?
Well
then
you
gotta
get
ya
lips
wet
Baby
girl
we
gettin
them
big
checks,
tre-pound,
sawed-off,
we
splittin
Them
big
checks
Yall
aint
thought
he
posed
ta
flow
Thought
he
posed
ta
blooooooow
Its
Dip-set
baby,
DIP-SET!
Nigga
its
Jim
Jones
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1 Intro & Shout-Outs
2 Up in Harlem (feat. Jim Jones)
3 So Harlem
4 Baby Girl (feat. Jim Jones)
5 What You Gonna Do (feat. Jim Jones)
6 Bright Lights, Big City
7 Day Dream (feat. Jim Jones)
8 Freestyle (feat. Jim Jones)
9 Gunz Come Out Freestyle
10 Love Of My Life
11 We Gettin' Cheese (feat. Jim Jones)
12 Summer Love (feat. Jim Jones)
13 Lifestyle (feat. Jim Jones)
14 Don't Forget About Me
15 On the Hook (feat. Jim Jones) [Bonus Track]
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