My Burner

[Hook (2x): Mike Jones] (I keep my burner) Even though the law patrolling Keep my pistol while I'm rolling Can't let nobody jack me I'd rather shoot than have them shoot me (I keep my burner) On my side when I creep (My burner) Under my pillow when I sleep (My burner) [Verse 1: Mike Jones] Four-five or the Glock, hell, yeah, nigga got it Treat it like my ID and never leave home without it Where I'm from, we call that a throwaway (A throwaway?) Burn its ass up and throw that hoe away We can fight, we can play so we can talk it out Or I can pull out the burner and make your ass walk it out We can fight, we can play so we can talk it out Or I can pull out the burner and blow you [Hook: Mike Jones] (I keep my burner) Even though the law patrolling Keep my pistol while I'm rolling Can't let nobody jack me I'd rather shoot than have them shoot me (I keep my burner) On my side when I creep (My burner) Under my pillow when I sleep (My burner) [Bridge: Mike Jones & Plies] What up, homie? This your boy, Mike Jones This here is just a rough draft You know what I'm saying? I want you to get the feel of the track You know what I'm saying? I want you to get the hook in your head And buy it so it'll tell me if you fucking with it Holla at your boy! MJ! Hey, what's happening, baby?! [Verse 2: Plies] Just cocked my shit and put one in the head Big foul when we got you walking bowlegged Got the 40 on me, left the yappa on the bed We can play it how you pussy niggas want to play it I'm too real, little homie, they ever walk scared I go to cribs and gon' be [?], ain't going fed That's when they see me, when you leave, one of these niggas dead And never pulled that motherfucker and then spread When it's time to go to war, nigga, I'ma A-K it On tote and if you don't shoot, [?] Right under my tea is where I keep it hid Niggas know that I'm the realest that is gon' get