, on them 4's that clank Muddy styrofoam cups, full of oil in our hand Sitting sidways on leather, as I flip through the land Chunking deuces showing love, as I swang up on
on a bird, ow We on the corner serving that rock n roll, rock n roll, rock n roll Posted on the corner with that rock n roll, r-r-rock n roll Willie
, come on Yeah, check-check-check-check me out Check-check-checkin' me out, come on Take-take-take-takin' me out, whose take-take-takin' me out Come on baby
the cabage The icon, doing this shit since Stride-on Perpitrating ass niggas like you, I keep my eye on I rake em, roll em, like smoke from Peter Ross
got to say Verse 2: Shorty tell me is it wrong if a nikka want to throw links on ya Summer cop coupe with some dope minks on ya Canary yellow stones
Incomprehensible] and Queens While we was in the car on our way to the shot Well, yo, right now, kick the bass for ?em brothers And let ?em know what goes on Rolling Stones
? When I get there, you ain't gotta worry bout nothing. Yah heard me? I feel ya. Cause I got the hook-up. Bet on baby, bet on. [Chorus - Master P] Igot
get rolled up Some people Some people get caught up Some try and get rolled up Some people Shut up, let me talk for a minute, alot of bull shit on my
of Hades it's all downhill from here on the outer nowhere Let the blackness roll on Let the blackness roll on You bleed so easy I was stoned to the drone
world to feel me like a masseuse Take em to Kansas, I ran shit, no ringtones, no dances Just real music coming out, the fucking answers Painted ya'll a picture on
My baby said she don't want to see my face She kicked me right on out of her place Now I'm back with the band and my girl is long gone She broke my heart
got Those thrills are all long gone now, baby But I'm still paying for them like it or not I think it's time I move on like a rolling stone 'Cause I
feel bad That I don't feel bitter, alone I just feel it's time, it's time to move on I just gotta move on and on and on and on, yeah But maybe it's
? Better break it [unverified], get ready to go On this mission for the land and I'm murder 'em all Roll, to try to save out souls Sticks and stones
There's a long distance train rolling through the rain Tears on the letter I write There's a woman I long to touch and I missin' her so much But she's
be satisfied You can't roll away the stone if your hands are tied Got to start someplace baby, can you explain? Please don't fade away on me baby, like
clubs as a stepping stone Hit the stage got paid it wasn't my second home Ask somebody Trina been the shit on the streets Wrote raps late nights I'm the shit on the beat Cross blue baby
's on tonight we came in here to fuck it up with a shoot out or fight Niggas don't understand that it's on tonight hap hap hap it's on tonight.. Young