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