That was back when I had no crew, I switch that Now I'm strong with niggaz who felt Sonny was wrong My money's long his money is weak, he's losing sleep
the rythmn is the rebel (we roll like that) (we cold like that) And that's how we do it when we (walk like that) And that's how we do it when we (talk
is over, BYE BYE Shit is over, shit is over Cuz ain't nobody fuckin wit us Ain't nobody fuckin wit us [Strick] Aiyyo my mom's got Ahlzeimer's, my dad
how the thought of losing you's not killing me I feel bad That I can stand here strong Cold as stone, Seems so wrong I can't explain it Maybe it's just
, my conclusion is confusing Drippin on my memories, twisted off my music Tryin to make my people do things, oh yeah we do's it, we do's it Here's my
{uh huh} the white tee is 4x cause I be tucking my gat {Thats right} Take my shit off and knuckle up its nothing with scraps {uh huh} Thats how it usually
hit the block in my drop top, with the top gone Balling in my zone, like a black Sharon Stone It's my basic instincts, that I get my shine on Five karat
I'm a motherfucking murderer, you the wanksta Popping that gangsta shit on the radio, and it's disturbing you Big Moe nigga that's my big dog, and my love
me [Hook] [Z-Ro] Papa was a rolling stone, and he still rolling I guess that's why, I leave a lot of pussy holes swollen I must of got it from my dad
bathroom on my knees I'll roll across the break and break that ass with these Start hittin' jewel-liks, re-investin' in ki's Drop the top on the flo',
lot so I be ducking the rats The white tee is 4x 'cause I be tucking my gat Take my shit off and knuckle up it's nothing with scraps That's how it usually
my dick Im down with my click all that hatin shit, that shit aint even thick that shit is kinda low I never been a hoe chillin with my partna tha Kici
that's secondary And then there is slang and I would use that third And I'll say outrageous things that might sound absurd But - right back into my large
ghetto zone Ah, for christ's sake Ah, you don't talk about that garbage here That's for the hell-hole where you come from This is the good part of town
I'm not falling apart like I usually do And how the thought of losing you is not killing me I feel bad that I can stand here strong Cold as stone, seems
to the ground for stucky and bush stones What's wrong? Didn't think we strong with real niggaz? Roll like a boss in the streets they still feel us It's
suck my dick Im down with my click all that hatin shit, that shit aint even thick that shit is kinda low I never been a hoe chillin with my partna tha
wheel and roll out funny Sittin' on them Barney Rubble twenties, subtle Sippin' Saber tooth blood puddle- I could roll with the lackey's, that's if we