falsley accused that they just shot and you can still be the judge boo I die for my 354 niggas, with the young stoned niggas Lox are my heart, cold
-kneed plum crazy (What?) Who's that wild ass motherfucker catchin' wreck Stickin' Jamaicans for sound sets outside discoteques It's Klep the death specialist, Stallone and Stone
and Tree, us niggaz roll Cadillac Bad ass bitches can't leave my dick alone, I done bout me a key and changed my name to James Jones Pimpin ain't dead
t tell her what my private thoughts were But she had some way of finding them out He took dead-center aim, but he missed just the same She was waiting putting flowers
patiently waiting for a track to explode on, yeah You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on, it's fifty If it feels like my flow has been
snorters or prospects, the rob your shop necks But I gets pissed and send hits, don't fuck with my shit Wig split, the heel, whoever he roll with Admit
bitin niggaz Silks Wally-Wear finger rolled chain yeah Jakes beware black rap millionaires Rock hairs leather goose bears blowin this year One eight hundred gambino niggaz yeah [Meth] Wu roll
little louder (Shut the fuck up) Everybody 'n' 2 gether now (Shut the fuck up) What? (Shut the fuck up) What? (Shut the fuck up) Headstrong, deadcon, dead by dawn Deadweight they dead
Chi, King Jacob, Iceberg, Foundation, Storm, West Stone, Goobee Thug & Fister (Intro: Ali) Check it out, my name is Ali I roll with them Lunatics
roll with game But lane changing slowly irritates the Fuck out of me comes my confusion my Mind With images voices from my Education Said to me he must be killed sticks And stones
hotties seen me in that four door ridey Double pipes like a sawed off shotty, nigga (IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT?) [Verse 4 - Joe Budden] Look, I flow sickly, ridin, bumpin old Biggie Roll
patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah) You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on (It's Fifty) If it feels like my flow has been
then bespoke her daughter dear, So slender, fair, and small, "O roll me in a pair of sheets And throw me o'er the wall." They rolled her in a pair of
my words will make the beard of a wiseman grow Hydro, in a good way it fuck with my head And without it you fucks would be dead I rhymed dead and head
eating dead bugs I'm trying to say anything that rhymes So I can fuck with your head like the ? do mine (Blaze Ya Dead Homie) Break it down and roll
up Everybody N 2gether now, shut the fuck up What? Shut the fuck up, shut the fuck up Headstrong, deadcon, dead by dawn Deadweight they dead wrong,
the fuck up) Everybody in together now (Shut the fuck up) What huh (Just shut the fuck up shut the fuck up) [Meth] Head strong dead calm ?? Dead weight to dead
a place for the dead Overcome by woe and here, I've grown So fond of dread That I swear it's heaven Oh, sweet Mary Dressed in grief Roll back the stone