This song is real talk. People don't want you unless they can put you in some box. Check out Lauryn Hill's "I Get Out" . That industry is about blood and souls. They could care less about the things we glamorize , idolize,and desire. It's about mind, body and ultimately your Soul. Beware🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏😇😇😇😇😇😇🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
The way i hit my rhtmes im all on it im big balling when they see me i pull up like a Rottweiler big chains nice car nice rims I've been in the game for a minute and if you see me I'm never quitting I'm hella fresh Trap9 back at it never lost it always kept it fresh
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - ClassicHipHopInstrumentals - Back Then - Mike Jones Money Train LLC [Produced By Gary Clark Jr. Salih Williams Dirty Water] [Year: 2005] [Album: Who Is Mike Jones?] [Directed By Dr. Teeth]
[Chorus] Back then hoes didn't want me, now hot hoes all on me Back then hoes didn't want me, now hot hoes all on me, I said Back then hoes didn't want me, now hot hoes all on me Back then hoes didn't want me, now hot hoes all on me, I said Back then hoes didn't want me, now hot hoes all on me Back then hoes didn't want me, now hot hoes all on me, I said Back then hoes didn't want me, now hot hoes all on me Back then hoes didn't want me, now hot hoes all on me, I said [Verse 1] Befo' I came up in the game these hoes didn't show no love They see me in the club and used to treat me like a scrub They wouldn't holla cause my dollars wasn't swoll enough I bet they change they mind when them 84's come rollin up They see that I'm a star, now they wanna sit in my car Now they wanna count my cheese, smoke my weed and sip my barre now They used to love to me diss me, now they rush to hug and kiss me now They tellin' all they friends when I leave how they miss me now 2 8 1, 3 3 oh, 8 0 0 4 Hit Mike Jones up on the low cause Mike Jones about to blow Befo' the ice was in my grill, before I got my major deal These hoes wouldn't give a damn if I was heah, geah Befo' the ice was in my grill, before I got my major deal These hoes wouldn't give a damn if I was heah, geah Befo' the ice was in my grill, before I got my major deal These hoes wouldn't give a damn if I was heah, geah - because [Verse 2] I remember back den, most of them hoes couldn't stand me But now them same hoes beggin me to pull down they panties A couple of 'em said I was cute but I was just too chubby Same size a year later the same hoes wanna fuck me Because they see me paid, pimpin pens, workin my jelly And I ain't trippin' cause my pockets stick out mo' than my belly They know I'm paid, livin' laid in the shade Two slabs in the Escalade with fo' or five estates Then know that I got it made, I'm a motherfuckin baller she would Want a nigga now but I ain't got no time to call her I'ma stall her like she stalled me, now she tryna call me Bitch I'ma dog yo' hoe ass like you dogged me I'm Mike Jones, don't act like you don't know the name Ain't nothin' changed but my change, I'ma stay the same I'm Mike Jones, don't act like you don't know the name Ain't nothin' changed but my change, I'ma stay the same [Verse 3] Befo' my paper came, befo' I got my fame These hoes that's poppin on me now didn't even know my name They said my flow was lame, they said I had no game I told 'em all I was fin' to blow they thought I was insane But then my name started blowin up quick, now they jumpin on my dick Cause they see me on the rise and oh now my paper thick But then my name started blowin up quick, now they jumpin on my dick Because they see me on the rise and oh now my paper thick
They say they knew me Back Then When I was killing my competition I’m on a mission I’m Still Tippin I’m so lethal with this pen If I catch you slipping put the clip in with This mic I’ll be gripping Don’t worry the slaughtering is About to begin Im a psychopathic killa Who’s bout to skin a babysitter with a Potato peeler and Bust you’re face open and Spill blood all over the entertainment center I will never bend or fold My heart gets cold as a Froze lake in the winter Put you’re guts in the blender After I mixed that shit up together That’s when I’m gonna eat yo ass for dinner Digging you’re grave you better pray Before I destroy all you sinners When you feel the wrath of demon and Summoned the spirit of Hannibal Lector Put your body on a stretcher I have a split personality Who’s coming to wreck ya Thinking about going for the juggler vein Picking apart everyone of you hecklers When I leave bloodstains on Whoever laughed at me You finna see You’re worst nightmare come to life so This will be your reality Between you and i This is my twisted fantasy When I bury you six feet deep They say it’s greener on the side When you turn over a new leaf so Let me order you a bowl of salad because I’m pretty sure you don’t want this beef I’m a beast Somebody better call a priest I’m the demon in that Ouija board You have unleashed I’m the last of a dying breed I’m bout to prey on this beat Once I strike you won’t see it coming Because my killing is unique My technique Is bizarre and Ill I aim to kill You don’t want me to bust this heat Don’t ever test my skills This might get real When get you’re cap spilled Catch another dead body On these streets I don’t wanna hear another peep or I’ll put you haters to sleep You won’t be counting sheep You’ll be counting How many body parts I can dismember Before I lay you to rest in the dirt Underneath You mention my name again You’ll be rotting in the ground with You’re crooked ass teeth Something reeks Oh wait that’s me with All this shit I put out there’s no doubt That I haven’t even reach my peak Who the hell you think You talking to When you talking about Mike Jones I’m bout break you’re bones Once I get locked in the zone and Pick my target I’ll aim it at you’re dome So you better get you’re Broke ass home and Leave me the fuck alone Let me tell you something About this great man He had the whole World in his hands To every boy and girl He was the eater of worlds Sometimes he would make you Scream in you’re dreams When he rips you’re face off Because He was The Fiend He will be missed by many Including me so RIP to Windham Rotunda also Known as Bray Wyatt Even tho he’s missed At least he’s with Brodie Lee aka Luke Harper the Wyatt Family has Reunited When the firefly’s come out at night It’s gonna be fun a Wise man once said Once you see me run I guess I meet you in hell Give you the kiss of death and Hit you with Sister Abigail I’m talking about the witch Throw you in a ditch It’s gonna take some time to Get you’re grave dig Eat you alive like Husky the Pig You can’t hurt me Im about to make you suffer like Mercy the Buzzard Grab the hatchet You ain’t gonna do nothing Pick you apart and rip out the stuffing like Rambling Rabbit When you enter the Firefly Fun House There’s No Way Out Keep running you’re mouth I’m gonna squash you like a mouse and Buried you’re body behind the couch
I’m way changed but stayed strange pains made me lane change adapted like I’m ambidextrious man the best be us I can hit with you that heavy stuff and mix with that light shit Rhyming with the right gifts living thru this crisis like corona virus my flow be Mitas cause I got that magic touch flying with a magic bus cause the traffic sucks people sayin nasty stuff the raps be tough got knocked down but HE patched me up I don’t do this for the flashy stuff I’m fone living with the basic shit wore living in the matrix glitch life beat me up had me crying on some baby shit I ain’t here to baby sit I paint rap with crazy gifts he made this I’m about to Navy this like seal team six I’m a real fiend mixed with a man who’s trying to love like a saint people like to say I can’t until I do it smooth like gravy man fade ive always made ways praying that the hate fades strugtle thru this games maze keeping to the same page writing
Keep the gun off safe so be safe suit and tie on just in case take a step back let the glock spray bow down Kiss the ring save by the bell I’ll let it ring young Rasta in this ting young King naw mean you pussies to sweet chocolate ice cream back then talking way back no shovel I can dig that it’s a wrap so put a ribbon on that get the strap F that show me where the stash at where I’m from you tell we hide the stash guns and a ski mask drop the work in the pool making a big splash
@Tyler P Exactly. Mike Jones killed this beat by himself with some good storytelling. This song hit home for the average guy that got passed over but overcame
My pastor quoted this song in church one Sunday 🔥🔥🔥
Back then they ain’t want Jesus, now it’s 🔥 🔥 🔥, they all on him! Hahahah
This song is real talk. People don't want you unless they can put you in some box. Check out Lauryn Hill's "I Get Out" . That industry is about blood and souls. They could care less about the things we glamorize , idolize,and desire. It's about mind, body and ultimately your Soul. Beware🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏😇😇😇😇😇😇🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
REALLY
Yes, really
Hallelujah I'm going to bring it back to life
Back then we had cd's, now we got kids hopped up on streams
the baseline crazy.
The radio misses Mike Jones.
This beat Ablazing 🔥
Aye the DJ was spinning that shit at the end lol
"I Said"
such a good song, love the original too
This reminds me of the Def Jam Icon loading screen🔥🔥🤣
Yoooo
@@laithajestah yk what I'm talking about🔥🔥
It’s the bass groove for me
You better off going home Busta Because you about to lose - Mike Jones Def jam icon🤘🙏🔥
Dope best of Mike Jones
This shit still has the fever! Drop dat top and crank dis shit!
Mike Jones
This beat glaze!
Bro duke Dennis amp ⚡️
Amp
this fr dukes theme music😂😂
AMP
BACK THEN THEY DIDN'T WANT ME NOW I'M HOT THEY ALL ON ME.
BACK THEN HOES DIDN'T WANT ME, NOW I'M HOT HOES ALL ON ME
@@vallisdaemonumofficial 😂😂😂💯
"I SAID"
Imagine this on an organ at a ball game.. lfg
I like the beat of back then I like the video Mike Jones
MIKE JOOOOOONES
"Its all about execution, Luh I came in here with a game plan . . . And I executed that game plan"
I wonder if any Christian bass players tried to slip this bassline into worship
lmao
LOL
It's actually a great harmony beat if you realize.
😂🎉🎉🎉
da big droppp
yes!
Reminds me of Eazy E's "Boyz N Da Hood"
Sample
duke dennis theme song
Thank you
The way i hit my rhtmes im all on it im big balling when they see me i pull up like a Rottweiler big chains nice car nice rims I've been in the game for a minute and if you see me I'm never quitting I'm hella fresh Trap9 back at it never lost it always kept it fresh
Duke Dennis Theme
Hell of a beat love it Guess what Back Then i love that bass for Los Angeles most 👿 Watts Johnnie from Pittsburg and Los Angeles And Watts
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - ClassicHipHopInstrumentals - Back Then - Mike Jones Money Train LLC [Produced By Gary Clark Jr. Salih Williams Dirty Water] [Year: 2005] [Album: Who Is Mike Jones?] [Directed By Dr. Teeth]
Gonna crank it in that dts rimmed up
AMP
This reminds me of Lil Wayne's fireman
Still bumping 2019
Still Bumping in 2022
@@stevesibaja3123 2023 too😂
@@gemal1199 Yup 100% in 2023
@@gemal1199 Mike Jones for Life
Sounds like a west coast beat slowed down about -20bpm
Yeah knock that
Hard.
🔥🔥🔥
Good think tik tok don't know about this shit
👋🏽♥️🔥🔥🔥🤗🤫🤗♥️
I mixed Scarface on it and made a video :)
It's called: Scarface - Recognize (Back Then Mix)
This beat is truly bananas 🍌🍌🍌
can I use this in a video
mobbing the streets with my boys yea we hella gang, saints 1177 so you know the name , rappin to put some fire in the industry yea the game
No.
Where can I find this, but with hook?
Houston Dynamo FC 💪😎🤘🍊
amp?😹
Name this tune
Houston Dynamo fans here ?
[Chorus]
Back then hoes didn't want me, now hot hoes all on me
Back then hoes didn't want me, now hot hoes all on me, I said
Back then hoes didn't want me, now hot hoes all on me
Back then hoes didn't want me, now hot hoes all on me, I said
Back then hoes didn't want me, now hot hoes all on me
Back then hoes didn't want me, now hot hoes all on me, I said
Back then hoes didn't want me, now hot hoes all on me
Back then hoes didn't want me, now hot hoes all on me, I said
[Verse 1]
Befo' I came up in the game these hoes didn't show no love
They see me in the club and used to treat me like a scrub
They wouldn't holla cause my dollars wasn't swoll enough
I bet they change they mind when them 84's come rollin up
They see that I'm a star, now they wanna sit in my car
Now they wanna count my cheese, smoke my weed and sip my barre now
They used to love to me diss me, now they rush to hug and kiss me now
They tellin' all they friends when I leave how they miss me now
2 8 1, 3 3 oh, 8 0 0 4
Hit Mike Jones up on the low cause Mike Jones about to blow
Befo' the ice was in my grill, before I got my major deal
These hoes wouldn't give a damn if I was heah, geah
Befo' the ice was in my grill, before I got my major deal
These hoes wouldn't give a damn if I was heah, geah
Befo' the ice was in my grill, before I got my major deal
These hoes wouldn't give a damn if I was heah, geah - because
[Verse 2]
I remember back den, most of them hoes couldn't stand me
But now them same hoes beggin me to pull down they panties
A couple of 'em said I was cute but I was just too chubby
Same size a year later the same hoes wanna fuck me
Because they see me paid, pimpin pens, workin my jelly
And I ain't trippin' cause my pockets stick out mo' than my belly
They know I'm paid, livin' laid in the shade
Two slabs in the Escalade with fo' or five estates
Then know that I got it made, I'm a motherfuckin baller she would
Want a nigga now but I ain't got no time to call her
I'ma stall her like she stalled me, now she tryna call me
Bitch I'ma dog yo' hoe ass like you dogged me
I'm Mike Jones, don't act like you don't know the name
Ain't nothin' changed but my change, I'ma stay the same
I'm Mike Jones, don't act like you don't know the name
Ain't nothin' changed but my change, I'ma stay the same
[Verse 3]
Befo' my paper came, befo' I got my fame
These hoes that's poppin on me now didn't even know my name
They said my flow was lame, they said I had no game
I told 'em all I was fin' to blow they thought I was insane
But then my name started blowin up quick, now they jumpin on my dick
Cause they see me on the rise and oh now my paper thick
But then my name started blowin up quick, now they jumpin on my dick
Because they see me on the rise and oh now my paper thick
Vge
Anyone know where I find acapella of this sound ???
Yea up your ass
HEAD HUNCHO DRACO 😂😂😂😂😂👍
They say they knew me Back Then
When I was killing my competition
I’m on a mission
I’m Still Tippin
I’m so lethal with this pen
If I catch you slipping put the clip in with
This mic I’ll be gripping
Don’t worry the slaughtering is
About to begin
Im a psychopathic killa
Who’s bout to skin a babysitter with a
Potato peeler and
Bust you’re face open and
Spill blood all over the entertainment center
I will never bend or fold
My heart gets cold as a
Froze lake in the winter
Put you’re guts in the blender
After I mixed that shit up together
That’s when I’m gonna eat yo ass for dinner
Digging you’re grave you better pray
Before I destroy all you sinners
When you feel the wrath of demon and
Summoned the spirit of Hannibal Lector
Put your body on a stretcher
I have a split personality
Who’s coming to wreck ya
Thinking about going for the juggler vein
Picking apart everyone of you hecklers
When I leave bloodstains on
Whoever laughed at me
You finna see
You’re worst nightmare come to life so
This will be your reality
Between you and i
This is my twisted fantasy
When I bury you six feet deep
They say it’s greener on the side
When you turn over a new leaf so
Let me order you a bowl of salad because
I’m pretty sure you don’t want this beef
I’m a beast
Somebody better call a priest
I’m the demon in that Ouija board
You have unleashed
I’m the last of a dying breed
I’m bout to prey on this beat
Once I strike you won’t see it coming
Because my killing is unique
My technique
Is bizarre and Ill
I aim to kill
You don’t want me to bust this heat
Don’t ever test my skills
This might get real
When get you’re cap spilled
Catch another dead body
On these streets
I don’t wanna hear another peep or
I’ll put you haters to sleep
You won’t be counting sheep
You’ll be counting
How many body parts I can dismember
Before I lay you to rest in the dirt
Underneath
You mention my name again
You’ll be rotting in the ground with
You’re crooked ass teeth
Something reeks
Oh wait that’s me with
All this shit I put out there’s no doubt
That I haven’t even reach my peak
Who the hell you think
You talking to
When you talking about
Mike Jones
I’m bout break you’re bones
Once I get locked in the zone and
Pick my target
I’ll aim it at you’re dome
So you better get you’re
Broke ass home and
Leave me the fuck alone
Let me tell you something
About this great man
He had the whole
World in his hands
To every boy and girl
He was the eater of worlds
Sometimes he would make you
Scream in you’re dreams
When he rips you’re face off Because
He was The Fiend
He will be missed by many
Including me so
RIP to Windham Rotunda also
Known as Bray Wyatt
Even tho he’s missed
At least he’s with Brodie Lee aka
Luke Harper the Wyatt Family has
Reunited
When the firefly’s come out at night
It’s gonna be fun a
Wise man once said
Once you see me run
I guess I meet you in hell
Give you the kiss of death and
Hit you with Sister Abigail
I’m talking about the witch
Throw you in a ditch
It’s gonna take some time to
Get you’re grave dig
Eat you alive like Husky the Pig
You can’t hurt me
Im about to make you suffer like
Mercy the Buzzard
Grab the hatchet
You ain’t gonna do nothing
Pick you apart and rip out the stuffing like
Rambling Rabbit
When you enter the Firefly Fun House
There’s No Way Out
Keep running you’re mouth
I’m gonna squash you like a mouse and
Buried you’re body behind the couch
You Just Said you we're goin to eat some ones ass for dinner? 😅😅😅😅
It doesn’t have the scratching on the chorus or does it?
Imagine juice world free-styling over this beat 😭
Get the Hell outta here!
I’m way changed but stayed strange pains made me lane change adapted like I’m ambidextrious man the best be us I can hit with you that heavy stuff and mix with that light shit Rhyming with the right gifts living thru this crisis like corona virus my flow be Mitas cause I got that magic touch flying with a magic bus cause the traffic sucks people sayin nasty stuff the raps be tough got knocked down but HE patched me up
I don’t do this for the flashy stuff I’m fone living with the basic shit wore living in the matrix glitch life beat me up had me crying on some baby shit I ain’t here to baby sit
I paint rap with crazy gifts he made this
I’m about to Navy this like seal team six
I’m a real fiend mixed with a man who’s trying to love like a saint people like to say I can’t until I do it smooth like gravy man
fade ive always made ways praying that the hate fades strugtle thru this games maze keeping to the same page writing
Spazzing frl
Keep the gun off safe so be safe suit and tie on just in case take a step back let the glock spray bow down Kiss the ring save by the bell I’ll let it ring young Rasta in this ting young King naw mean you pussies to sweet chocolate ice cream back then talking way back no shovel I can dig that it’s a wrap so put a ribbon on that get the strap F that show me where the stash at where I’m from you tell we hide the stash guns and a ski mask drop the work in the pool making a big splash
This beat is too sick for those wack Mike Jones bars!!!
Your mama on those bars tho, chocolate and all
So you're saying you could do better?
Mike goes off what u talkin bout. Storytellin!!. Get ur migos ass outta here
@Tyler P Exactly.
Mike Jones killed this beat by himself with some good storytelling. This song hit home for the average guy that got passed over but overcame
Mike Jones perfected this southern chant rap, all his lyrics are contagious, you can't help but bop your head when jamming this.