Exotic exquisite women friends, niggas in denim. Niggas who make hot beats and my dogs who spit venom. — Jean Grae Copy Share Image
Niggas who make hot beats and my dogs who spit venom. My thugs and gentlemen, from vanilla to cinnamon. The first thousand women from N'Sync to Eminem. — Jean Grae Copy Share Image
Controversy works, plus I gotta pussy, but even with that, people scared to push me, who's a pussy first? — Jean Grae Copy Share Image
I cry myself to sleep sometimes, wept the and the tears From malice, divorce meets to lost peers. — Jean Grae Copy Share Image
Don't stop, I said you won't stop and if you with me, then we ride until the beat drop. Who got the Henny, yo?… — Jean Grae Copy Share Image
And as you can tell i've done alot of growing up. And time goes fast and no sign of slowing up. — Jean Grae Copy Share Image
For niggas caught at checkpoints, got heavy firearms. Fly and Henny'ed up, drivin like they wearin blindfolds. — Jean Grae Copy Share Image
If you touch my jersey I'll bust your lip. Open your face then break your hip. — Jean Grae Copy Share Image
Just wanted to thank you for understanding and reaching out. Love Jean, holla back at your homie, peace, I'm out. — Jean Grae Copy Share Image
Your Monday is not going to be like Saturday; the emotions are going to be different. — Jean Grae Copy Share Image
Me and my family, me and my niggaz used to be tight and now we see eachother on the block with no pound. Keep… — Jean Grae Copy Share Image
What's your hustle, I'm doin mine and if it don't work - fuck that, it got to. — Jean Grae Copy Share Image
Devoted life to the dream of lights and fortune and fame. I might just gain the vision, or just might be livin in vain. — Jean Grae Copy Share Image
1 for the beat, 2 for the real right cats who never doubted I was dropping the skill. For all my peoples in NY… — Jean Grae Copy Share Image
Simple, you should stop and I told you who I do it for and I'm not goin anywhere cause me and life is married… — Jean Grae Copy Share Image
This ain't a gangsta joint, far from it. This is for niggas in the club who only nod they head when shit is rugged. — Jean Grae Copy Share Image
Just live my life like the x-files and trust no body. Forgetting everyone, and now I'm just forgetting the money. Funny how shit can… — Jean Grae Copy Share Image
