don't know them days when I was stooped up in prison Or all them hot summers when I was cooped up in the kitchen When it came to grams it was 90 I fried
see the glow Head into the party life Step into my bedroom, I call it the red room 'Cause it gets hot hot hot hot I trust you gon' like it, see, why
up Bout to hop in some hot shit that ticker ticker! Catch me, catch my black ass, but they wanna try to strap my ass The surveillance, from the he say she
bowling alley. The alley was reserved for the nuns, for their Tuesday night tournaments; it was a pizza party. And the lounge was decorated to look like a cave: every surface was
she's pregnant So this is why I'm red hot like the Chilli Peppers And this is why I rock and this is why I'm rollin' Like a Rollin Stone with my Guns'
up Gotti and this little war you pushed on Put your ear to the ground for stucky and bush stones What's wrong? Didn't think we strong with real niggaz? Roll
they holler my name if it aint about the flow its bout the stones and the chain(yea) if i was you, i'd love me too, i roll like a boss 911 porsche, same
in the hood, they holla my name If it ain't about the flow It's about the stones and the chain If I was you, I'd love me too I roll like a bus, 9-11
through the grapevine Dope fiendin' for the baseline, to provide rhyme Pharmaceuticals, hard as nails to the cuticle Where you find that monster? She beautiful Wu Tang and Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit) Roll
make the show hold up 'Cause my neck and my bracelet was so froze up The kind of stones bitches wanna see close up So we don't approach them, they comin' and approach us Roll
sellin' them to make bail He was rippin' off the people Sellin' guns to the underground Livin' off the people Skimmin' the top when there was no one
them your partners? Get them a drink, shit one bitch was strippin' Cause she didn't get picked, but baby We roll with time, it's only rippin' the six,
to quit, I was lovin' that pussy (uhhh), while she was lovin' this dick. (don't quit) I was shovin' it in her (uhhh), while she was yellin' don't quit
see me on the highway, the plane, the plane mein, nickatina lake for a slate again, with hot weatha, hot leatha and hot chedda, you bring the beats with the hot
the hood, they holla my name If it ain't about the flow, it's 'bout the stones and the chain If I was you, I'd love me too, I roll like a boss Nine Eleven
buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name, if it aint about the flow, its about the stones and the chain, if I was you, i'd love me too, I roll like
as being hot. FZ: She gets hot. And then she runs into the toilet, and she stands in front of the mirror and she makes faces to herself so she can turn
it My uncle was eatin' Korn on a Cracker all alone It was 98 Degrees out he was out Counting Crows And it was just then when my papa saw a roach He dropped his Red Hot