Letras:
Stone Home Base

get money between raindrops And my piece so heavy I pop a chain a week And get so much pussy I cant sleep Poppa was a rollin' stone Never came back home

m like shot clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots My point is, your flow can stop! By all means, you need more practice, take that ass home Everybody

man? Yo, yo My niggaz get locked up, and when they come home It's mink coats and Cristal, just ask Capone We play the game like mobsters, Oliver Stone flicks Based

Don't Know How, But We Got Two Platinum Albums And Another Four Gold, And We Never Used MTV We Went Up The Back Road, And Built A Fan Base That Said

I watch you turn to stone You can't find the sunlight She's moving on without you The tide breaks You watch the stars fade They gather you back to their home

thats gonn' take it if she look once, you the type of nigga that she gonn' have waiting for 2 months. For you hit first base, i done scored 2 runs. Now ask some questions to clarify your que homes

ones to have [Slug: Verse 1] Nobody wanna struggle at home Bass in his voice, trouble in her tone What kinda couple makes a puzzle out of stone? Choppin

the camera as soon as I can get you home toni-i-i-aight. yeah. (can you be my action?) you can be my, you can be my, wish on. you can be my -whoa [base

, i aint ur avy, poppa was a rollin stone, stockin up the hona home, pocket full of loaded chrome, drop n get a hold a dome, i know ur motive homes