Nigga, we too close, can't stop praying now Though it seems there's no end to this pain Every time I close my eyes I pray for rain I pray for rain to
Seems There's No one To This Pain Everytime I Close My Eyes I Pray For Rain I Pray For Rain To Wash Away The Strain [Verse 1: Jim Jones] You Could'ntUnderstand
译文: 琼斯，吉姆. 有雨.
There's No one To This Pain Everytime I Close My Eyes I Pray For Rain I Pray For Rain To Wash Away The Strain [Verse 1: Jim Jones] You Could'ntUnderstand
] We fly high, no lie, you know this (BALLIN!!!) Foreign rides, outside, it's like showbiz (ladies) We stay fly, no lie, you know this (REMIXXX!!!) Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focused [Jones
Jim Jones: Go... Could you be my psychiatrist and make sure that my brain is right And I heard that you love to sue, you betta make sure that ya aim is
of evil men But I just tell it like it is dude My life story's quite gory spittin' even if it is rude So ain't no brimstone I ain't Jim Jones So put
down with whatever You know what's up with the long braids and Hennesey breath I love ya to death, relaxing with your head on my chest It's like [Donell Jones
Uh yeah Jones, uh Now we set them presidents, to get them presidents Over the ones that are dead, we'll put guns to your head Put dots on your loaf like
Dip Set! Jim Jones, Santana Man, shit ain't changed since eighty-eight (nope) Get on the corner and push something Dip Set! (Killah!) [Cam'Ron (Jim Jones
puff Look ma, I'm tryin' to make a porno starring us Well, not just us, a couple foreign sluts Yeah, we make this a manage twain, ya'll in? I be with Jim Jones
tryin to make a porno starrin us Well not just us a couple foreign sluts We could make the summer manal n trallin ya'll And i be wit jim jones and we
the trunk surround it can't sound no clearer They like to have me here the boy Thugga shuttin' down Them blue boys shinin' all over H-Town Verse 4 (Jim Jones
On Buttons Cutting These Pops Got Dimes By The Dozen Higher Than A Sattelite And I'm a Keep On Puffin Cause Money Ain't A Thang [Verse 2: Jim Jones]
Killah, Dip Set, Jim Jones, Santana Lil weezy in the house tonight Cash money, bitch, it ain't changed since eighty-eight, nope Get on the corner and
[Jim Jones] I grew up in the 'jects, five inch what I press Fry way to hold a tec, live bait I'm so brazy man In them pissy staircases, we just sittin
wear a mean dark pair of shades Aint you cant see my eyes unless my head is bent , you dig Chrous (Jim Jones) We fly high, No Lie ,You know this
