Could you tell me what you see? Coming through the door with my militia Why do they bring big niggas? Fuck y'all with a gang of bodyguards My niggas is stone
[b-legit] I flip, make hits, and stick like peanut butter Five g's to the homie my money he didn't stutter The gutter with the gats, fuck that, we need
fuck a fine hoe and candy paint the 88 Don't got no wholesale, 'cause that ain't how I wanna run it Here take these five stones and bring a nigga back
a hustla on the grind Can't do nothin' for five, get out my face This ain't the place to run game on me homie That five dollars that you shakin' can't
be praying for it Eventually you'll have your day in court And I done been a witness to homocide Seen a whole family die Before the stones of diamonds
by you wish you could sex her But you're standing on the wall like you was Poindexter Next days function high class luncheon Food they're serving, you're stone
seat And that shouldn't surprise you, oh I've sold some pies to Each any every stone, since I'm obviously on Says fifty to six-five thousand's been blown
do it big, (Verse) Its what i do , its how i live , fifty thousand a day, god damn i did it big , bro i do this shit, picking yellow stones, vanilla
you see purple in my cup, that mean I'm leanin' tough I got them haters on my back, so I be strapped up I'm in a league of my own while them haters throw stones
secret and no one ... you just gotta know somebody, yow! with me you're good to go, welcome to the next level, we are dream fulfill! dangerous... diamonds, pearls, precious stones
stop spinning round They dance and dance and dance Watch each hair on your head turn gray Look out the window and count your days One two four five
I'm gonna make contact tonight. Love in my heart. The night to exploit. Twenty-five stories over detroit, And there's more Up there, up there, up there. Stoned
I'm gonna make contact tonight Love in my heart, the night to exploit Twenty-five stories over Detroit And there's more Up there, up there, up there Stoned
, hustled up various reefer Ithaca, Ithaca, hydro, why yo? Haze on delivery, lives hoes, five fo But kept the fo-five, for wise guys with eyes low Pick me up from fo-five
reefer Ithica, Ithica, hydro, why yo? Haze on delivery, lives hoes, five fo But kept the fo-five, for wise guys with eyes low Pick me up from fo-five,
us If you wanna get high with us If you wanna get down with us Come on now Yo, yo, I got a twin cam exhaust connected to the jaw A five speed clutch