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Thread: Magnum Force - Track Review

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    Default Magnum Force - Track Review

    Magnum Force


    Jim Jones
    Sheek Louch

    Hakim Ali


    Uh-huh, Jones, one-two, one-two
    G's up, you know who I am, Jones, the struggle
    New York's mine

    (Jim Jones)

    Can it be it was all so simple
    Imagine me in the Porsche, when I spin through
    I lost my fitted when the wind blew
    Down in Miami, when we floss, no Winstons
    Looking for some ice cream, hooked on the night scene
    Way back when Eric B. was a 'mic fiend'
    What about the pipe fiends, got 'em in line
    Sell 'em all pipe dreams, I was on my grind
    Now I'm in my prime like 36 Chambers
    Pull through your block with like thirty-six rangers
    Don't say it, we dangerous, give a fair warning
    Party 'til the morning, to the last call
    Go hard, nigga, cuz when it rain it starts pouring
    You a nigga sleep, like you snoring
    My niggas creep like they crawling
    Pray for you niggas, oh, lord, could you pray for this nigga?



    See me ride and creep through the night in the fog
    Heat's to your skull, cuz this time, it's on
    *It's a jungle out here* Nowhere to run, you in the eye of the storm
    Sing your goodbyes, cuz this time, you're gone
    *Boy, we rumble out here* You want forgiveness, pray to the Lord
    You live by the sword, you die by the sword
    *It's a jungle out here* Kick down your door, show no remorse
    Ah, fuck it, magnum force, get 'em


    Yo, it's danger when the beat loops, hard like Sheek Louch
    God got a sweet tooth for white broads and Fleetwoods
    Drive-by music, watch when the jeep swoop
    Three wolves jumped out, armored up, neat roof
    Them dudes eat fruit, pick it right, off the tree
    Deep roots in the street, that's right, I'm a G
    These boots don't walk from the Hill to France
    Dunn, shout out to dance hall, gorilla stance
    Make, killas glance, heads, start popping
    Police just watch, hoes, start clocking
    Foes can't block 'em, your spine is jelly
    But mine is gully, my insides is ugly
    And I shine with my hat low, behind the skully
    It's Zilla, Zilla, with the monster belly
    And my hands stay steady, I move in silence
    But I'm, ready to live, nigga, Christopher Wallace


    (Sheek Louch)

    Ok, uh, you ain't that hard to go against U-God
    Bitch, I keep squeezing 'til you dead or a retard
    Walk past your block with my glock and my iPod
    Hoodie over, bandanna, and flip your little Rover over
    If it's a jungle, I'm a silverback, strip down it
    Aston Martin through the hood, fiends wipe down it
    Real hip hop, you looking for it, just found it
    It's like punishment, the way a nigga stay grounded
    Humble, but I rumble, bang you
    Throw up the W, niggas'll Wu-Tang you
    D-Block, I let it pop for the G-O-D
    Mad bitches in the club, homey, you know me
    I got paper, I urinate a couple G
    Whitey's looking like, who he suppose to be?
    Don Gorilla, aka Donny G
    Love crime, U-God, one more time, let's go

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    another banger,damn dopium is full of heat

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