Shotgun Fire

Jim Jones

[Intro/Chorus]

Dip-Set, uh

(Jones) Money on mind

(Capo Status) Mind on my money

(Dip-set nigga) My money on mind

(You know the streets is what it is nigga) Mind on my money

(Watch ya step and watch ya moves) My money on mind

Mind on my money

My money on mind



[Verse 1]

Shit, make 'em believe in this prophecy (movement)

You can see I'm tryin to lead my democracy (Dip-Set)

To get money and rip sleeve off of my city (New York)

And slow down, then try to breeze thru the projects b (Taft)

And how I speeds in velocity (160)

We came up movin keys of that knotty b (that llello)

My man caught 10, couldn't find the keys to the lobby b

The boys rushed him, 2 keys of mahogany (Damn!)

In my life you can't see me not possibly (Nooo!)

How we swoop up in Harlem, 20 Coupes when we mobbin'

40 troops if its problems (What Nowww!)

Cause 1 nigga you know is a shotgun driver (jus 1 nigga)

Ready to dump triggers, that shotgun fire (Blatka!)

I aint gone front nigga I shot some guys up

(didn't kill 'em though, fuck 'em though)

And they came back to my block like riders (Yop!)

But I'm like "Crouching Tiger", spin, roll, crouch and fire (Boom, Yea!)

A fast retally (Uh Huh!)

Now its cash we tally

Miami, Atlanta, fuck it we smash to Cali (L.A.X.!)

Back on L.A. Ave, you know the Lennox strip

Where they Henny sip

Beef we let the semi rip



[Chorus]

Mind on my money

My money on mind

Mind on my money

My money on mind

Mind on my money

My money on mind

You fuck wit Dip-Set, I will press on this .9

Mind on my money

My money on mind

Mind on my money

My money on mind

Mind on my money

My money on mind

You fuck wit my paper, Ill press on this .9



[Verse 2]

And yeah we world renowned (U.S.)

And I might twirl thru town (uh huh)

And in a Dip-Set mansion is where ya girl be found (hollaaa!)

How can a pearl be drowned (yea)

How can a diamond not shine (uh huh)