Jasmine(AmendedVersion) BlackRob&CarlThomas 歌词

Jasmine (Amended Version) - Black Rob/Carl Thomas

Yo had me in the LQ

Was mad bumping

Rappers on the mic was

Like setting off something

Now parties like this yo god

I like longing observing everything

Inside my surrounding

Jasmine dancing wit this non-description sucka

Okay cool as long as the sucka don't touch her

Get the urge and can't control his hand

Get a body bag cause "Mauh"

He's a dead man

She was cooling sporting my table

When the dance was done

She like walked back to money's table

I sat there like sh*t I can't believe this

I wish you was there big fella

So you could see this b**ch

Sitting there boo legs wide open

Laughing giggling smiling

And joking wit homes

Like they use to hang out

Real real tough

He musta had a strong rap

Cause jasmine looked gased up

Sitting there played the role of a slouch

Just watching to see

How jasmine played herself out

They sat there just talking to each other

I thought this kid was alone

He had five more broths wit him

Wit out girl's night ain't this some sh*t

If she don't recognize the game

They can kiss this sh*t

They introduced themselves one at a time

Saw them say how you doing

So jasmine say "Fine"

I was laughing but there was more in store

I saw her get up

And start walking towards the front door

I rolls too god and walked right behind them

So where ever they go

It won't be hard to find them

I keep a guard you now I thought I better

Plus I keep the stash deep

Inside the 8 pound leather

Open doors vale was on the ready

At the end jasmine is gonna

Wish she never met me

We're off two cars speeding deep

In the night

I'm doing 30 on the straight away 60

On the turnpike

For jasmine

Know that I've got jasmine on my mind

Oh

Play freeze while I pull out my nine

Know that I've got jasmine on my mind

Oh

Word up ain't nothing changed

But the weather

Still chasing them suckas in the '86 jetta

Thinking different thoughts

Still not understanding

How 7 people got in that f**king volkswagen

Enough of that god yo back to the chase

Yo man you should've seen the ruckus

Look on my face

Slowing down cruising on the cool out mode

Then parked in front of his house

On gunhill road

Man I started to get out

Grabbed the rope and try to hang her

Before I let this posse drop shots gang bang her

They went inside man but I kept going

Parked across the street wit out

Them even knowing

Got out the car still scheming the house

Tip toed around the back quiet

Like a church mouse

If the neighbors looked out the window

They would surely get leerly

And scream like "bahando"

Police they would hold my fate

But they didn't so I creeped up

The fire escape

I saw shadow's inside a bright lit room

Which appear to be two bodies

Dancing to a slow song ni**a

I got closer decided I should check it

I saw jasmine and one of them kids

Dancing buck naked

So I got the gat so I have no interference

When I make my grand appearance

For jasmine

Play freeze while I pull out my nine

Know that I've got jasmine on my mind

Oh

I seen a red dot tryna lock on me

I can't believe these niggas

Tryna pull a pac on me

I admit they had the drop on me

Probably turned the burner around 20 degrees

So I could see

Who bust me

Who knocked me out

Who tried to choak

Who tied the rope

Who left me this b**ch a** note

I'm disgusted the murder she wrote

Money she oaked all of my coke all of d**e

Up in smoke

Made you follow me probably

So mad you wanna hollow me

But you won't be so lucky today

So swallow me

Got your GS4

And your bently rose took all of your clothes

And 99 bottles of mo's

What she didn't know is about

The dynamite in the rose

And if I get close I'll blow her

Cause I got the controls

At the toll on the phone wit this b**ch nicole

Said she left you in some hotel

Out in the road

Room 112 penthouse sweet alumni

On the 12th floor

In front of her door was one guy

On some brandon lee sh*t

He wasn't handing me sh*t

Understand me he flipped bust

The 9 and he split

Had my heat cocked busted right

Through the sheet rock

How did he drop he ain't the ni**a I just shot

Whas going on all of a sudden

It was nothing no joking son

Jasmine holding the smoking gun

By the time I realized I caught two

In the chest had the vest

As I fell I'm not thinking of death

Still falling to a place wit more conscience though

Long enough to see her aim

And put one in her throat

So I got up all shot up grabbed the prada

Faggots probably towed my truck

You know how my luck

Hoped in bleeding to death turned left

Thought of jasmine

And how she went out to the death

For jasmine

Play freeze while I pull out my nine

Know that I've got jasmine on my mind

Oh

For jasmine

Play freeze while I pull out my nine

Know that I've got jasmine on my mind