JIMMY BRINX

JIMMY BRINX - Pipe Down lyrics

(feat. The Game)

[Jimmy Brinx]

Philly Stand Up! Your man Jimmy Brinx

(The Game)

And the west coast giant The Game!

[Jimmy Brinx]

Black Wall Street..G-Unit..Drama Family

They got a world for a kid like me its sickening

Whether rap or crack big doe what I'm dishing in

It means war when I'm meant to endorse

When I kick in the fours when I'm licking shells ripping him

You heard of me the Philly hitmen

Will bust and leave you fucked like Kimmelwim

In the song you gangster in the streets you a bitch

Never touched a brick bust a clip or fuck with chicks

Ask for me I'll come back to beef

Shove the heat through your teeth watch you tonsils leak

Family buisness the network

I'll take your head off your neck for your chain if that works

I come from the bottom not cause the cris from the bottom

Blew six when I spot him

In the streets y'all cats featherweight never ate

This game here is my motherfucker anyway

[Chorus]

You wanna live to see another day, You'll Pipe Down

You fucking with them big dogs, We bite down

Grrr, rip apart your ass

I make songs for the thugs that will spark your ass

Be easy, blocks stay rocked and stay poppin

Believe me, glocks is cocked at your noggin

This the anthem my gangsters bang to it

Keep it greasy we out to bang music

[The Game]

Yo, Chuck Taylor back in the scuffle

Pack it up stuff the plastic in duffels

I need chips but I ain't asking for Ruffels

Banana clips but I ain't asking for Trouble

I go to bed with them rocks like Barney Rubble

But this ain't no flinstones

Canary yellow gem stones in my chain

Got them hating like Jim Rome

He from Compton how he end up in Philo

70th and Von Dutches and Black Filas

We gangster can't stay down cause crack need us

Start lunch then I empty the mac in your addidas

No offesne to Jam Jay but when the can spray

Leave your man bleeding on the ground in them Jam Jays

We street so in the street is where your man lay

I'm in the Maybach trash can grey

Its the Drama King but I ain't Kay Slay

Compton to Philadelphia make the way

[Chorus]

[Jimmy Brinx]

They can't stand that I came with Game

Its the Twin Towers of the coast now torch the flame

The west respect Brinx, the love they hand me

I bring you G-Unit we the Drama Family

Claim you gangster save it bitch

Gun on your hip the only time it come out when you piss

Here the take over look dawg this thing over

Send four through your Rover the game done got colder

Play the block like a soldier

Rocky Bo hold the pack and palm we gring like Folgers

Beef angle bastard child the street handle

cats is wild so I keep the grip on five

one in the pipe thugs and stripes I love this life

Maintain the night we gon eat in the light

I leave with a bang you motherfuckers know the name

Brinx man the top of the game is where I remain

[Chorus]

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