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U Know My Kind Video (MV)




Performed By: Roy Jones Jr
Language: English




Roy Jones Jr - U Know My Kind Lyrics




(feat. B.G., Magic)

[Hook]
You know my kind
We on the block all the time
You know my type
We drunk, we high might start a fight
We grinding we chasing cheese
We hustle
We keeps that heat
We riding on 24's
Money first and mother f*ck them hoes

[Magic]
Pass the puff
Let me get started
I'm a burn a hole in this motherf*cker regardless
Turn me up
Let me get me
Who else but the M-A-G-I-C
Do you somethin dirty
Won't say it twice
I know you niggaz heard me
Betta get it right
Killa
You hard with your hand on the gat
I got mine too I'm ready to bust back
Full grown pit my nigga I bought that
Pull your hoe card to see where your nuts at
I got no patience for niggaz hatin
And bitchin ain't gonna make a nigga give you nathin
Ol pussy ass nigga soft as a q-tip
Say something I'll smack a motherf*cker real quick
I'm a Body Head die hard
I'm tryin tat the motherf*cker in the eye ball
Nigga

[Hook x2]

[RJJ]
Nigga I am R-J-J-R
My pockets are full of paper
Everything you see here's mine
I'm a thug and I'm rich
you know my kind
always on a hunt lookin for a lil more dough
I can splurge with
money I can merge with
women I can flirt with
see if I can thug em
I got me a dime
All I wanna do is cut em
No convo
All I wanna do is cut em
Don't play with em never act like I love em
Only act like that nigga daddy raised
See I'm kinda cocky in my ways
But a nigga getting paid
And I'm probably in the back getting laid
With somebody's wife somebody's getting' played
I got my eyes on the prize
Mind on my money, got my money on my mind
Got my money on my mind nigga

[Hook x2]

[B.G.]
Nigga know my type I be right on the block
I don't give a f*ck if ya'll I got platinum records or not
I be thugin, keeping it real
Holdin it down
From the East to West Bank
Up to downtown
I'm a street nigga
And I keep that work
Keep that heat
Bitch nigga give me fifty feet
I've been bout uppin
Loadin, cocking and pullin
Poppin and pullin
I been representin Lousianna to the fullest
I've been ridin 20's
Getting money at 15
Dat there new to ya'll that shit throw back to me
I been ridin Benz's
Blingin and all that
If I'm not a Hot Boy then whataya call that
I'm a Vet
I ain't Labron James
Call me MJ
I'm a legend in the game
Respect my mind
Can't stop my shine
Real niggaz they know my kind

[Hook x2]
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(feat. B.G., Magic)

[Hook]
You know my kind
We on the block all the time
You know my type
We drunk, we high might start a fight
We grinding we chasing cheese
We hustle
We keeps that heat
We riding on 24's
Money first and mother f*ck them hoes

[Magic]
Pass the puff
Let me get started
I'm a burn a hole in this motherf*cker regardless
Turn me up
Let me get me
Who else but the M-A-G-I-C
Do you somethin dirty
Won't say it twice
I know you niggaz heard me
Betta get it right
Killa
You hard with your hand on the gat
I got mine too I'm ready to bust back
Full grown pit my nigga I bought that
Pull your hoe card to see where your nuts at
I got no patience for niggaz hatin
And bitchin ain't gonna make a nigga give you nathin
Ol pussy ass nigga soft as a q-tip
Say something I'll smack a motherf*cker real quick
I'm a Body Head die hard
I'm tryin tat the motherf*cker in the eye ball
Nigga

[Hook x2]

[RJJ]
Nigga I am R-J-J-R
My pockets are full of paper
Everything you see here's mine
I'm a thug and I'm rich
you know my kind
always on a hunt lookin for a lil more dough
I can splurge with
money I can merge with
women I can flirt with
see if I can thug em
I got me a dime
All I wanna do is cut em
No convo
All I wanna do is cut em
Don't play with em never act like I love em
Only act like that nigga daddy raised
See I'm kinda cocky in my ways
But a nigga getting paid
And I'm probably in the back getting laid
With somebody's wife somebody's getting' played
I got my eyes on the prize
Mind on my money, got my money on my mind
Got my money on my mind nigga

[Hook x2]

[B.G.]
Nigga know my type I be right on the block
I don't give a f*ck if ya'll I got platinum records or not
I be thugin, keeping it real
Holdin it down
From the East to West Bank
Up to downtown
I'm a street nigga
And I keep that work
Keep that heat
Bitch nigga give me fifty feet
I've been bout uppin
Loadin, cocking and pullin
Poppin and pullin
I been representin Lousianna to the fullest
I've been ridin 20's
Getting money at 15
Dat there new to ya'll that shit throw back to me
I been ridin Benz's
Blingin and all that
If I'm not a Hot Boy then whataya call that
I'm a Vet
I ain't Labron James
Call me MJ
I'm a legend in the game
Respect my mind
Can't stop my shine
Real niggaz they know my kind

[Hook x2]
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

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