you need Just step next door we fully equip with automatics Police detect us, let's roll, roll, roll And when you ride with Bone don't you worry about
you need My nigga just step next door We fully equip with automatics Police detect us, let's roll, roll, roll And when you ride with Bone Don't you worry
You're off the map now, radar can't even find you We stay on the grind, you slip, we out-grind you You walk around mad, you let your anger blind you
you're gone, you don't come back Too bad, you're off the map now, radar can't even find you We stay on the grind, you slip, we out-grind you You walk
You're off the map now Radar can't even find you We stay on the grind You slip, we out grind you Walk around mad You let your anger blind you We walk
capital-h-the-o-the-t, the-d-the-o-the-g Rockin, heavenly hype and ? ? steadily When I come in to rock'n'roll, I'm sure you will agree That I got a hype
You're off the map now, radar can't even find you We stay on the grind, you slip, we out-grind you You walk around mad, you let your anger blind you We
stones they throw that why I wear a big hat and roll weed gone if you don't know where you came or when you came all you know is weed and cocaine non
you need Just step next door We fully equip with automatics Police detect us Lets roll, roll, roll And when you ride with Bone Don't you worry about
know nothing bout that You too busy running off at your mouth Hollerin about, we fell out You need to worry bout y'all own damn house While you're always trying to worry
could use some assistance Get a daytime job just to get by Well, the P.D.'s, they won't play the record They're too worried about that book And the
Too bad you're off the map now, radar can't even find you We stay on the grind you slip we out grind you You walk around mad you let your anger blind
one I go shopping I'm not worried about no price, I wear the same clothes twice (Fuck da police) It's hydro stuff L's, six plus sells Stones heavy on
Amsterdam Yeah, yeah, yeah You don't have to worry about the man Yeah, yeah, yeah Hot damn, burn an Amsterdam, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Stone me like nothin
could use some assistance Get a daytime job just to get by Well, the P.D.'s, they won't play the record They're too worried about that book And the D
'm livin' You just leave this long haired country boy alone Preacher man talkin' on TV Puttin' down the rock and roll Wants me to send a donation 'Cause he's worried about
Stone. (Storm) You can't fuck with Storm, six niggas in the truck with Storm You want to jack him, but you won't got no luck with Storm My dirty run
re born Destiny is my deliverance I walk this road alone I take my pleasure in remembering I'm just a rolling stone And I don't mind some company If you