tell me what it is you see in me Could you tell me what you see? What makes a nigga think he can bite my shit And call his shit original? What's worse
You motherfuckers would rather keep me down So what I rap about these streets That don?t make me be no less of a man Than a person that do work with
jewelry and the shit they came wit rollin' hard You try to serve me, you'll get served wit' no regard I gotta do what I gotta do in this game I started
gotta do (Tell me what I gotta do and I'll do it) I was gone for a minute but now I'm home Please forgive me for being a rolling stone Please forgive
I got a roll for you to play, stand here And take six to the face, I dug a hole for you today Holiday Styles, killin' 20 soldiers in a day, what Pop
are good stones and bad stones And curbstones and glad stones And touchstones and such stones as them There are big stones and small stones And grind stones and gall stones
This here's a jam for all the fellas Tryin' to do what those ladies tell us Get shot down 'cause ya over-zealous Play hard to get females get jealous
candy toy with the trunk exposed Swishahouse, baby, that's my crew, roll wit us or you'll get ran through We loved by few and still true, let me tell y'all just what it do
gone, so yo, can I get a ride home? I'm on Patron, I just took some shots to tha dome I'm gone, so gone, so yo, can I get a ride home? Hey wat it do,
n? roll, woah He?s in love with getting stoned, woah He?s in love with Janie Jones, woah He don?t like his boring job, no And he knows what he got to do
room I thought about leaving You roll like a stone girl, you should not stop And I don't wanna step on your feet And you do what you do to stay on top
I do it to live niggaz and Pulitzer Prize winners You wouldn't survive nigga, if I chose you Froze you from ear to ear, showin' your whole vocal Who told you, you could roll
'84 Baritz and it's sittin' on glass I'm a young pimp nigga with a whole lotta swagger And I roll like a stone like my name Mick Jagger Pussy niggas
Don't cast the first stone cause I'm not alone And it's not like I'm hurting anyone (oooooh) But I can't confess my rock, my rock and roll way-ay-ay-ays
oh yeah) Your love's just like heaven in my eyes Chillin' in the parkin' lot deep Hit her, we meet on 21st street, what You know how we loves When the weekend rolls
dick) Get ya stoned and get ya wide Get ya up and get ya high (HIIIIIGH!) Get ya stoned and get ya wide wide (Yeah yeah) Get ya stoned and get ya high
I blow ya back out with this fuckin' AK Don't give a fuck what a nigga say no matter who he sound like Make sure you know what the rain is but it's gonna
Well, if you run wit your niggas, then I walk with my killas Mo you will never have a woman, yeah as long as I'm the dealer What you feelin', sure you