Roy Jones - Jones lyrics

[Verse 1 -Mike Jones] You can catch meHustlin, gridin, shakin haters who's whining I'm blindin the world, cause I was day 2 day grindin I'ma blow up, I told ya, think I'm lieing, I'ma show ya From Houston to Penscola we candy paint slab rollers You can tell I'm ballin, from window spinners crawlin I hop off bu*ter, press a bu*ton my screens falling And I'm dogging competition ain't trippin I'm on the grind While you dudes talkin down, I'm grindin so I can shine I Mike Jones (Who), Mike Jones, that came to Florida To put it down with Roy Jones, Swishahouse and body head Turning heads, shaking feds, pistol packing and jackin Any body for some bread Yea I'm Mike Jones (Who), Mike Jones (Who), Mike Jones (Who), Mike Jones Jones And when the laws ain't hot, I hit the block with my rocks I'm in Roy Jones corner while he knockin them out See in the streets I keep it real, I show them my platinum grill I pull up in the seville on twenty two inch wheels U n***as wasting yo time, hatin on me talkin down You need to be on yo grind tryin to put it down I'm trying to help you out, before you get left out I know you mad when I pull up in slab and step out Lookin good, eight gla** leather wood get it while it's good, Mike Jones [Chorus] Mike Jones, Roy Jones knockin n***as out in the ring and up on the microhone Mike Jones, Roy Jones knockin n***as out in the ring and up on the microhone [Verse 2 -Roy Jones] It's Roy Jones they call me the one hitter quitter Cause when I get up in the ring I'm knockin out a n***a Swishahouse and bodyhead you know we ain't trippin I two piece dudes for a livin and I ain't talkin about chicken Mike Jones running the rap game I'm running the ring You think I'm lying ask the streets and they'll be sayin the same I moved up to heavyweight and people said I was small But when my opponents fall who be the one standin tall Roy Jones (Who), Roy Jones (Who), Roy Jones (Who) Roy Jones Jones ya'll musta forgot I be the one bustin heads Them n***as talk alot of noise but yo they must be scared [Chorus] [Roy Jones] Swishahouse...bodyhead We about them Jone's n***a we ain't neva scared huh C'mon huh, C'mon now, C'mon uh, yeahh Mike Jones, Roy Jones...bodyhead ya'll swishahouse Uh one two, one..