Off The Hook

Geah, geah Ah huh Def Jam Records Jinx Da Juvy BK Holla at me Aiyyo, I'ma tell you why I'm angry Haters in the game wanna restrain me I'm what they artist can't be, chain hang see Down to the dick, a clown wanna flip Keep a pound on the hip, lay him down with a clip Y'all niggaz ain't ready for Juvy, and ain't a nigga betta then Juvy I'm a veteran excuse me I've been flowin' awhile, young flashy ass nigga Stay throwin' 'em down Dip's where fitted, too exquisite, enemies, Lord forgive 'em More shells in the clip, the more hit 'em Go in his body blood draw drippin', send him to the mortician Face it I'm hot, the boy gifted Look listen, the game's in a boston crab I'm just a bastard who was born to rap Hot on the beat slaughter the track I'm here to kill a whole industry, I don't get along with rap, niggaz Mufuckas off the hook this year You can bet Jinx is gonna cook this here Half y'all niggaz lookin' shook in here, crooks in here Tuck in your chain don't get jooks in here Mufuckas off the hook this year You can bet Jinx is gonna cook this here Half y'all niggaz lookin' shook in here, crooks in here Tuck in your chain don't get jooks in here Yeah, I know the streets been waitin' 2003 I'm here to take over, man This year niggaz can't eat, find a new occupation CEO's find another artist stop hatin' The streets been waitin' along time for the kid I'm 'bout to go to trail rappers hopin' I do a bid Who really want it? Let's go shell for shell I'm the best thing to happin' to Def Jam since L.L Oh well, it's the truth, the flow leak through Imbecile rap, still push coke and Diesel I put them birds in you, out of the eagle I don't say your name on record, I'll holla when I see you See me I'm nice with mines, most the rappers in the game Need me to write they rhymes You a eightball shaver, slicin' dimes I'm a two brick nigga, light blue six nigga You niggaz got a lot to learn, I take seven figures Off every block I burn nigga Mufuckas off the hook this year You can bet Jinx is gonna cook this here Half y'all niggaz lookin' shook in here, crooks in here Tuck in your chain don't get jooks in here J, I, N, X Juvy I got my mind on my money, money on my mind Fuck 16 bars, I need money per line My flow hot like a curl and iron Playa while you at work your girl is mine But when I come home homie I give her back to ya Throw her like a doe yo, never give her no dough Shorty head so good, might as well go pro I mean what can I say? I'm a pimp Ain't 'cuz the products to small I walk with a limp I just walk with a limp Fitted cap low, gorgeous gangsta so you know I attract hoes You rap assholes got me aggravated Stop complain four-fifth cock and bang it You know the name if you want it come and see me Why say my name on radio or a TV? (Don't do that) Please believe me I'm focused man It ain't my 2-way that got my waist bulging man Ah ha, yeah This year I'm focused All that rap trash I'm here to clean it all up man Mufuckas off the hook this year You can bet Jinx is gonna cook this here Half y'all niggaz lookin' shook in here, crooks in here Tuck in your chain don't get jooks in here Yeah man, tuck your chain, man The streets is here, man Jinx Da Juvy, Brooklyn Grounds Ville

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