ฟังเพลงJust Like That (Explicit)

Just Like That (Explicit) - Mims

Yeah

I'm back b**ch

Okey

Ni**a

Sat is out

Just Like Easy ni**a I'm ruthless

Catch me wit ya breezy pushin dat new whip

Drop top new 6 white on white new kicks

I'm just creeping cross the world like ludacris

But niggaz in the hood sayin MMS done sold out

See me in the club and they pullin dat gold out

But they don't know I'm wit the same niggaz I came wit

Same niggaz from the hood niggaz I bang wit

Sh*t aint change different hood the same sh*t

Aint no half steppin' on some big daddy kane sh*t

I walk like hustla creeping hustlas language

We don't know each other cause ya hustle is ancient

Ya way too old niggai

A flow like H20 ni**a

Yeah

Know every place you go ni**a I knows you

Pumpin on dat shring thats right ni**a I own you

Bring the hook in now somethin' for me to zone to

Just Like that a ni**a blow up and do good now

The hood don't want you back ni**a

Just Like that they see you on the cover of dat

Fortune Five and catch heart attacks yeah

Just Like that

Just Like that

You can't go back now

Just Like that

Just like that

You can't Go back now

I'm lookin for dat sunshine but I aint low flippa

Yeah I'm a star but I aint the low dippa

Always been bad forever since a low ni**a so b**ches

Love my swag used to call me low jigga

Corey sedmonds you need to bring it to the streets

So now I'm just chillin in the belly of

The beast waitin for my

Release date a ni**a hungry as hell

But I be d*mned if you catch me

Walkin for some cheesecake

I be in each state new b**ch

On my arm new twenty on

The chain another six on the charm

I'm a don muf**ka kiss the ring when you see me

See I do what I do like I do it for TV

I'm too hot too hot

So now it's all eyez on me like 2pac

2pac

Ridin round on my lap got 2 glocks

This rap sh*t done made me crazy

If it aint about the money ni**a F**k You pay me

Just Like that a ni**a blow up and do good now

The hood don't want you back ni**a

Just Like that they see you on the cover of dat

Fortune Five and catch heart attacks yeah

Just Like that

Just Like that

You can't go back now

Just Like that

Just like that

You can't Go back now

You was never in my class yous a b**ch

Thought you was sh*t

Now ya class dismissed

Ya story aint real enough

Your lies keep buildin up ya b**chmaid

Homie so for you I keep a switchblade on me

'Cuz I don't need a gun for you a**

Ill give ya a** a head

Start for I run for ya a**

Fatboy boy

I'm watchin you put on a act boy

I thought you was my man you

Gone do me like that boy

But you know what they say

And I'm callin it out

Out

When the pressure cook up

The true colors come out

Vaseline

Vaseline in you a** and a dick in you mouth

Sit back and got the industry trickin you out

You a b**ch ni**a sell ya soul or get rich ni**a

So I guess it time to expose ya whole sh*t ni**a

Yours truly MMS they last soldier

The lesson for today is done class over

Over over over