Lyrics:
State Champs Stick Around

you stick around. Well, the line was drawn, won't you find someone that makes you feel like you're the one who turns me on, even when you're not around

fool? Can you stick and move and do you sleep with the tool? You in the camp you 'bout to make you an examp So when they see the stamp they gon' respect it like a champ

like states with pretty hoes in ya face you hate checks, you just come home on a case can you make a name-will you be patient in the game can you state

the whole shipment. [Bootleg] The Columbian Drug Cartel intercepted the whole shipment. [Tony] Those fuckin' guys, every fuckin' thing to happen! I told you fuckaz to Stick

.G.C., call it nature [Louieville Sluggah] When I ran around town, doing things I did Buckin' shots at them criminal kids Many tried to infiltrate through my mind state

s in Warwick, doin' 1-3. Told me to tell y'all motherfuckers to keep cool. He be out one way or another. Quick. Maybe I could stick around