Jim Jones Feat. Vado - Cook Out (Official Music Video)

laughing, hey, dug, full of Benz, tell God, see you, Atlantic, come to blows until I have Murder, everything's fine, tell him, I'll bring that weed to the block, we'll have a party, what are we doing, crab legs Exactly seven, tell them. go down the block get high alright lord knows we gotta get away here filming this party in the hood trying to get out the chest more champagne so we can chase our tears keep the damn close 'cause we embrace our fears they told me at noon he got that pop on the grill, you'd rather know you're screaming for my dad, willing, you know, the handsome young man has the Choppers in the building, so please come in peace so we don't have to do any Killers games too strong, so the blues and whites came. had my Spike leads doing the right thing I caught them looking now I'm looking at that's flash stimulus checks get the boss facts out the hood feeling like Thanksgiving with those good things smoking all the Saucy in the back With some things in the hole where they say, babies, others are no good, they put 100 on that Ace on this sorry road, they put the smoking crab leg, they put the lid there, she could be the life, he fulfilled his orders, this is downtown, that's a big quick hope, my Uptown with the big old gas, you know, my East Side is getting big old stats, it's all the Harlem love, that's a big fat old gas.

I said that's all the love of Harlem, that's a big fat old man. I'm about to shoot over FaceTime, see what the blood does, okay? Rich champagne with the straws and they pour it rest in peace and I want the floor to hit him sleeping PC woo you can't call it post it just me three bad girls inside yeah so my trigger keeps talking and talking Hollow streets left a fork in it I know Church is coming home, you're not short of loose ends, Ferries to Boston, big chips, what Frito-Lay means, gated community, HOA fees, ownership, know your heads, she'll bump into Hannah, keys to CLA , below.