'm thinking on the one to twelve chance But there's only eight percent As I await your confirmation I feel it burning I think I seen the first stone in
your house if you dont get a raise you stay close to goin to work with the 12 days you see a new mullenium but feels like you in the stone age stressing
e gotta bring my partna in yeah that Pokey hes comin out that Southside, yeah the Stone you know he's comin through with a pocket full of stones (Big
Respect our gangsta, nigga Lay down What you know 'bout rollin' out? Big Tecs, big vests, hollow tips all up in that kid neck Po live it up, yellow stones
know things aren't the way they use to be right now But they are going to get better someday And I know that... (Lil' Rob) Ever since I was about 12
sign Flex one of us and I'm a find you Bullet rips through your chest and hits the bitch behind you Killed two birds with one stone You're laying in
DESERVE OSCARS (OSCARS) WE PULL CHOPPERS (CHOPPERS) TO WAR WITH THE COPPERS (COPPERS) DOG...THEM NIGGAZ LIVING A LIE, LIE, LIE, LIE DIPSET STAY FLY.....
get to heaven Hug my late Uncle Kevin Bring it back now, them 20 inches got that Coup Deville sittin' tall Eight 12's beat the hinges off the trunk like stone
Respect our gangsta, nigga Lay down What you know 'bout rollin' out? Big Tec, big vest, hollow tips all up in that kid neck Po, live it up, yellow stones
I ain't even tryna go there wit record sales I'm just tryna keep it humble and respect myself Say what up, keep steppin, and just rep D-12 Keep my nose clean, stay
ain't even tryna go there wit record sales I'm just tryna keep it humble and respect myself Say what up, keep steppin, and just rep D-12 Keep my nose clean, stay
Yeah, we straight from the Census Bureau Haha, Runyan Ave We lookin' for yo' momma D 12, where yo' momma at? Miko, where yo' momma at? Young Zee, hey
't see well Flip my P-12, Rover key to da e-mail Wish a hundred tell, G-bell, I walk the hog, I beat jail Yo, gotta each 12, kick back, relax, word up
candy and them blades niggas stayin on me cause they wanna get paid everybody late and Ima just gone play and bitches be trippin cause they dont wanna ever stay
Face the inferno, maestro, pull it Pipe hard slang, bite the golden bullet Never, sold my soul Golden Arm cold stinger See me on the streets, address me stone
-four drop, same **** on top Don't blame me if your **** block get hot 'Cause I'm just tryin' to make a livin', **** stay up outta prison In a position
disappear If I stay here with you The only thing that i'll lose is me So I gotta let go, I gotta let go If I stay here with you The only thing that
, so sweet talkin' The Momo street talkin' is Stone Cold Steve Austin An' I bang it well, slang it well, shave it well Hell, you lookin' at a preview of the Matrix 12