' upon the leather sunny weather rollin' with the windows down low Hittin' kush niggas look cause I'm drinkin' an' blazin' on that roll that motherfucker
surrounding my earth Your love is drugs and I'm down to serve let's deal with it yo We go to the spot and you still get it low I get excited fast and
representin tha Three Im comin down playa made, yeah ya know Im real Im down out the South, down to pop me a pill Im rollin wood grain, down that South
Verse One: Boldly go only to sew the block up,lock shit down, Mama told me you's the giant Pump out the nose cold,crimewave,host em, baratone throne
where one in her leg If you could walk still, every block in Yonkers be hot still With miners that will bust you down faster than cops kill Niggas
The invincible, CNN The unstoppable, CNN Lebanon, Bosnia, Kuwait, Iraq, Syria, yo, yo, yo Yo icepick, Arabic, Saudi Arabia My clique roll thick, rip
they got me on the go go Enough to drive me loco, loco in the coco Loco in my low-low, scrapin' because it's so low Hyna's wanna go low meet me at the
made of iron Lord as I sit here in my dark room Tears rolling down from my eyes Yes I sit, I sit here in my dark room Tears rolling all down from my
familiar tune Tears roll down her cheeks and happy thoughts run through her head As he whispers low, with this ring, I thee wed Golden ring, with one tiny little stone
birds but "Mums" the word Word, word man bird gang I thought you heard Mayne But hold on Holmes, I be rollin' stones Rocked up like a rollin' stone
do' with the full clip When you bust at me That nigga slip They steady runnin The gun To keep the nigga off that lay low Got niggs on the pay roll That
should thank me I make it look, good to be this hood Meyer Lansky Mixed with Lucky Lefty, gangster effortlessly Papa was a rolling stone it's in my
, my strip, my P's, whatever We down, we real, we bang forever Put in game down here, make change down here 'Coz I serve them fiends, that raw 'caine down
back to the subject, the chemistry I really loved it Mental, emotional, couldn't put nothin above it But every unturned stone you had to touch it Rolled
and its on [Wish Bone] We got them rides Whatever you need Just step next door We fully equip with automatics Police detect us Lets roll, roll, roll
this is Lench Mob Dub make the trigger knock, talk shit I'll put additional air condition holes in your Bentley top And shorty got 'em gettin' low, I rich rolls
your ass in a chold hold Stone cold, oh yeah fuck the Broncos Raider down, everybody better lay it down Think I'm P.G. you must got a squeegy Are you crazy, down
, nobody wanna die No, nobody really give a damn, strugglin's a mother Gotta play it out, can't unroll your cover On the down low hustle, trustin' in