Leaning sideways with my fitted straight With 27's on point, the paintjob are new york minute made Check my armor no clouds in my stones Projects ringin
piece, I release firepower, only I'm controlling We put in work and got the right brothers rolling When hell kicks off we lick off keeping mine hard Like stone
, couldn't see through the black We roll up ask 'em where their party at They just start to laugh and I knew it was a trap But I couldn't roll out 'cause the strip
gonna go back again I'm gonna go back again Word gets round the band's in town they're bustlin' round the hall Readin' last months Rolling Stone walkin' rock and roll
the execution day Women approached the private sepulchre where the dead Messiah lay They queried amongst themselves as to who would roll the stone away
my time, the second coming of a legend in rhymes That'll shine whenever I die We never lie, you'll never get by I just got love, I used to roll wit big
the light (Release this ceremony) And now we must prepare the way (Release this ceremony) Remove the ancient boundaries to give the son of man his day, To roll away the stone
This is the zone, weak niggas covers get blown Stoned killers and gorillas want whatever you want Shake spots with bank nots, keep the thang cocked And leave motherfuckers stripped
two around here What chu move around here, and you know I keep my tool around here My niggaz act a fool around here, yeah My hood, my set, my strip,
the zone, weak niggas covers get blown Stoned killers and gorillas want whatever you want Shake spots with bank nots, keep the thang cocked And leave motherfuckers stripped
and thank God for the lessons learned I used the strip clubs as a stepping stone Hit the stage got paid it wasn't my second home Ask somebody Trina been the shit on the streets Roll
Ask em who gotta scared wearin vests (Baby: They say Mac) Ask em who got like thirty cars (Baby: They say Mac) Ask em who got strip, scars, and bars (
fo them bustas and hatas it ain't no escape Rogue Dawg fo life! [Don Juan] It's the beginin of the endin fo yo ass You broke ass niggaz hit the strip
like a tortilla nigga [Verse 6: Chamillionaire - imitating Big Moe] Hey, naw, naw, just tryin them doors is on swangs Still crawlin low, roll master on swangs (roll
... that's right Hardy Boys shit...uh huh Smoke a Winston to this shit nigga Word up bout to fuckin' throw ya head up, Yea Yo, yo he got his stones from
and Baller' shit, long biscuits Fuck around, take all your shit Call your bluff, y'all faggots don't want no beef Grind your teeth, and just, roll with
me, B. Sigel with that lethal spit Fuck around and get your people hit Tek 22 see through clip Niggas know who I creep through with Major niggas, you know, Major Figgas I roll