the set? The Ice will And once I'm in effect it's overkill Kinda like a hold-up, all the tickets sold up And then the black stretch limo cold rolls up
's that spell? Iceberg, nigga, can't you read? Time to bleed slaughter slice Try to say I wasn't nice as we waxed them punks like lab mice Dice 'em up, slice 'em up
you know it strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets Stalking turf, dividing up meat Nightmare spook, piece of heat, it's you and me, you and me
beat up saxophone When the drummer said, "Boy, those cats begin to roam" Oh, baby oh we oh oh Ooh, la la that rock 'n' roll Ya, hear me oh we oh oh Ooh
't cook right The judge ain't throwin' the book right Should thank the Lord that you blew up softy Don't talk greasy you grew up off me I ain't letting
rally Hands up for the grand finale Now raise up out your seat, Dre is about to speak Blaze a pound of weed six days up out the week You could catch me
them 8 Mile alleys, let's rally Hands up for the grand finale Now raise up out your seat, Dre is about to speak Six days up out the week You could catch me
to see our faces Grace to cover rolling stone pages Broke down barriers of language and races Just callin the caped crusaders And leave it to me and Dre
warned you not to push me You see me and chills run up your spine Hardly even in the same war, but your heart ain't like mine Press, they look at me
up for the grand finale Now raise up out your seat, Dre is about to speak Blaze a pound of weed six days up out the week Dr. Dre: You could catch me
don't see me, standin in front of me Walkin by me three or four times Showin me views of they Victoria Secret thongs, tryin to turn me on Eyewitness news
to move an eighth Fuck the scrutiny Y'all niggas screwin me Juelz never let the cops get me On the block til the shots hit me Until the shots get me
t 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,
Say you want to be a rolling stone Get your sail out in the wind Get out on the highway and let her roll on Roll on back to someplace you ain't never
Rolling Stones Daddy doesn't understand but goes on paying the bills Mother clears up after baby girl's spills One break in communication and those clouds begin
what can you give to me? What did you give to me? What did you give to me? What did you give to me? 3- waving at stars. You cracked up too soon
, So diss at me, You're going under Believe me, Ya man ain't stevie so don't wonder I hammer mc's for tryin to go against this Me against no six, Or face
got to see our faces, Graced the cover of Rolling stone pages Broke down barriers of language and races, just call on the cape crusaiders and leave it to me
