[Intro: Jim Jones]

Charlemagne, told you I got you nigga

Holla, yo, shit

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]

My homie Cash, well he gone for five

Send my prayers, do your thing, I'll be going for mine

Shit, we live life to the fullest

Three hundred and sixty five nights on the strike, that's a bullet

Shit, and uncle Ricky got a month and some change

And it feels like the garbage truck just dumping the pain

All on my shoulders, I'm warning my soldiers

The nights could get chilly, the morning's much colder

I've seen summers get cold

And niggas do it up until the point they done and they fold

They can't succumb to the cold

Those of frostbitten, up north sitting

Just like some fucking lost kittens

They get locked up for carrying boy

Doing time underground up in Marion, boy

Shit, I respect you, you do your time like Gotti

And come home like that Marion boy, holla

[Chorus: Cam'ron & (Jim Jones)]

You got weed? (Smoke it) You got dice? (Roll it)

You got guns? (Shoot it) You got a hoe? (Stroke it)

(You got money?) Spend it (You got cars?) Whip 'em

(You caught a bid?) Do it (You got kids?) Love 'em

You got weed? (Smoke it) You got dice? (Roll it)

You got guns? (Shoot it) You got a hoe? (Stroke it)

(You got money?) Spend it (You got cars?) Whip 'em

(You caught a bid?) Do it (You got kids?) Love 'em, hug 'em

[Verse 2: Jim Jones]

I gotta keep striving, I gotta keep moving, I gotta keep grinding

If this was the road, and I was a trucker

Well shit man, I gotta keep driving

Through the lies and deception, had to ride through neglection

I'm an insomniaddict, up all night, pops and moms was an addict, shit

My puffing scums is a habit

I need me a contingency plan

Pops with the syringe in his hand

He was leaning and nodding

Uncle Ricky on missions like Afeni was Robin

Shit, you should've seen the apartment

All I ever wanted was franks and beans I was starving

Crack fiends on the carpet, shit

But if it wasn't for grandma

I swear I'm in love with my grandma

That's why I only does it for grandma

That's when I roll in the street

I pray she covers me

From the crown of my head, to the sole of my feet

[Chorus: Cam'ron & (Jim Jones)]

You got weed? (Smoke it) You got dice? (Roll it)

You got guns? (Shoot it) You got a hoe? (Stroke it)

(You got money?) Spend it (You got cars?) Whip 'em

(You caught a bid?) Do it (You got kids?) Love 'em

You got weed? (Smoke it) You got dice? (Roll it)

You got guns? (Shoot it) You got a hoe? (Stroke it)

(You got money?) Spend it (You got cars?) Whip 'em

(You caught a bid?) Do it (You got kids?)

[Verse 3: Cam'ron]

Killa.. uh

I figured moves are minor, huh

Look at the foods and fibers

The dude with the cubes'll snipe ya

More tools than Snyder

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The jewels are fire

I learned don't fool with riders, from Pac

I don't need a gun, just a screwdriver

Two tires, two pliers, a wrench and a few wires, shit

I take them all from the buyers

Foreign fire, all from a lighter, call me "Macgyver"

Need a rehab I'll call up Shania

Bitch hungry, good, we gon' stall at papayas

Take your recession special, yeah you less than special

Me and Jim Jones, extra special

Check it, Dre to Snoop, Gotti to Ja

Dame to Jigga, Puff to B.I.G., Dee and Waah

Doggie you next up, get your respect up

Or a vest can't protect you when I hit you in your chest, DUCK

Uhh, the big heads done pushed me

You gotta be sex: dickheads is pussy, Killa

I bring the hammers to the gunfight

One night stand, only standing for one night

Doggie, cause when it come to that cash

No homo, I will jump in that ass, Jumping Jack flash

Then jump in that jag, jumpsuit

Jump back from the coroner, I have you jump in that bag

Come with that cash

[Chorus: Cam'ron & (Jim Jones)]

You got weed? (Smoke it) You got dice? (Roll it)

You got guns? (Shoot it) You got a hoe? (Stroke it)

(You got money?) Spend it (You got cars?) Whip 'em

(You caught a bid?) Do it (You got kids?) Love 'em

You got weed? (Smoke it) You got dice? (Roll it)

You got guns? (Shoot it) You got a hoe? (Stroke it)

(You got money?) Spend it (You got cars?) Whip 'em

(You caught a bid?) Do it (You got kids?) Love 'em

You got weed? (Smoke it) You got dice? (Roll it)

You got guns? (Shoot it) You got a hoe? (Stroke it)

(You got money?) Spend it (You got cars?) Whip 'em

(You caught a bid?) Do it (You got kids?) Love 'em

You got weed? (Smoke it) You got dice? (Roll it)

You got guns? (Shoot it) You got a hoe? (Stroke it)

(You got money?) Spend it (You got cars?) Whip 'em

(You caught a bid?) Do it (You got kids?) Love 'em, hug 'em