Laws Patrolling - Mike Jones

Shyeah
Keep ya eyes open
For them jackers baby
It's going down
Even though the laws patrolling
Them jackers get rolling so they can't out hold it
Cause I ain't about to go down
They see me doing my shiit that's why they in my miix
Jackers plotting along watching like I'm moving bricks
But I ain't move nothing I'm on my grind hustling
Come at me wrong and my chrome gon' give you a concussion
I love to ride fresh but hate to ride with tecs
But the way that these jackers roll up knowing for the best
With diamonds on my neck bulletproof vest on chest
I got my own laws I'm here to serve and protect
Myself because they ain't finna get me
I'm in the club sober as f**k and you won't catch me tipsy
*yeah I'm mike jones who mike jones
Who mike jones
The way that I pull up I got the jackers lookin at me
24's and swingers sold the candy and got me caffie
And I don't give a d**n if they rollin' cause my top gets folden
The ak I'm holding
Lil' brancause I ain't about to go down
Presidential when we ride with the trunk open heat clothes tryin' to jack playboy
You get three slugs to ya throat and I'm fo' sho' cause they don't know
I'm on a mission to get paid
Tryin to plot or set me up you get ya whole block sprayed
And I ain't knockin' ya hustle but a hollow head will hurt
In the heat of the moment let's see if that heat gon buck first
And I'm a aim for the worst to make a jacker fall flat
And if I do get jacked you better believe I'm coming back in all black
Cj
I'm down the boulevard flippin' jammin' still tippin
See them jackers watching like I ain't payin' attention
But really I'm looking at them boys like they silly
Cause I know their handguns ain't gon' f**k wit this milly
Cause I'm a pistol packer for them jackers that try to attack us
No need to call the po po
Cause my fo fo gon' be my back up
Act upif you wanna and I swear you'll be a goner
I put it all on my mama you *z don't want no drama
It's mellow king of the hill don't think I ain't holding that steel
When I pull up in that deville you crumb *z better chill
I'm from the streets I'm real I grind hard for the scrill
I major without a deal gotta keep it hot wheels