whatever 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
my hogs you fucking fagot I know you want to catch me with this bag so you can hide me Or with my 44 so you can 45 me You put this shit off in our neighborhoods
them full-blown AIDS And my block got more rocks, than the stone age You been afraid, you sweet like home made Lemonade, if it's beef, then the chrome blaze You
16 in your hat Left pherencis trying to figure out the meaning to that They robbed you before so you know what it meant to get yaked And you a bitch so you
by you wish you could sex her But you're standing on the wall like you was Poindexter Next days function high class luncheon Food they're serving, you're stone
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 through My lyrics practically rose you
, and I tell you it's true Everything they say about Playboy Too When I say my rhymes, I'm never fake When you start my beat, that's when I break On you
attack and now ya mine Dangerous Music is what it Seems The reason this far, just met them jeans I was running game all in ya ear Ya talking about love to a stone
stoned Everybody must get stoned Everybody must get stoned Everybody must get stoned Everybody must get stoned Everybody must get stoned Everybody must get stoned Everybody must get stoned You
to the temple of boom I see people everywhere startin? to understand the point When I?m talkin' about the joint Talkin? ?bout that marijuana, talkin? ?bout the sense Talkin
you You hear me? Answer me Or I'ma kill you! You don't wanna fuck with me Girls neither, you ain't nuttin' but a slut to me Bitch I'ma kill you! You
I'm your daddy -- boy you don't be talkin back" "That ain't right though." "I SAID you don't talk back to me son, WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?" "Yeah but that
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
not talking about a pencil Look at what the fuck you dun got into I see you found your nitch you're just a bitch with a menstral Claiming you a murderer
I ain't talking about a pencil look at what the fuck you dun got into I see you found your nitch you're just a bitch with a menstral Claiming you a
and you know we just hooked us up on some syrup, now you know we gone, goin real strong, I thinkin ride far, I thinkin ride long, drop roll bar, that