lirik lagu the game - rolling stone
(verse)
n-gg- pull up, hop out the cutl-ss, tell a n-gg- f-ck this
i ain’t toleratin no f-ck sh-t
wifey at the halfway house, with a b-tch with her -ss hanging halfway out
i aint bout no games n-gg-, that’s my name
gold grill with a blunt hangin halfway out
n-gg- can’t tell me sh-t unless he got hits and then he can tell me how them hash weigh out
crib laid out like a pimp here, your b-tch there on a bed made out
n-gg- talkin that f-ck sh-t, we just spread out
boy get yo whole motherf-ckin hood k’d out
i was born in the cp, tommy on my lap
if it’s cheese in that hoe you can find me in the trap
but when it’s snap, give a f-ck about a rap
yuck me and buck back, 7-11 on the crack
see a cadillac? get the f-ck up outta there
grand theft auto on a b-tch -ss n-gg-
getting 3 up, bring a truck up outta that
then pop bottles, let me hit that n-gg-
roll blunts the size of this mack
i’m in love with the kush, ain’t givin that back, trill n-gg-
smoke til my lungs collapse
p-ss out with a 5th of that cognac
real n-gg-s gon recognize this g sh-t
don’t come at me with no peace sh-t
that peace sh-t, that was ‘89
i get yo -ss h-t with 89’s
motherf-cker fore the cops get down, n-gg- j’s comin off
drive off with the k’s runnin off
fly home, tuck my sons into bed
kiss my daughter on the head and leave a note by her motherf-ckin bed
hook:
papa was a rolling stone
wherever he laid his hat was his home
and when he died all he left us was alone
papa was a rolling stone, my son
wherever he laid his hat was his home
and when he died all he left us was alone
(verse)
ain’t sh-t changed with me n-gg-
been around the world with the same ak
same clip with mo bodies on it
then hook yo hood with this beef sh-t
lookin around but n-body want it
n-gg-s know what’s up with buck
get a couple murder cases comin up
shoot first!
molly poppin, that’s young n-gg-s
all they really wanna do now is so guns
movin on and i’m gone
papa got a brand new home
and i’m not lookin back, i’m just cookin crack
until i get back where i belong
my b-tch leave brains all on my seat
but these n-gg-s’ blood all on my hands
been ridin up and down these streets
f-ckin as many n-gg-s i can
shotgun sh-ll still in my leg
got a few racks still on my head
gotta stay strapped now, they handicapped now
f-ck n-gg-s who’s stealin my bread
had to buy a graveyard for just trappers
ain’t got a funeral home for you rappers
know i can play the role with you actors
when we gon get enough to come after
now send it n-gg-, i’m going kendrick n-gg-
you can start the sh-t but i’mma end it n-gg-
if you getting money better spend it n-gg-
this real life, no pretending n-gg-
back at it again, fresh out the pen
remember back then? they had to let me in
and yall n-gg-s talkin bout cashin out
i need a trash bag to put the cash in
hook:
papa was a rollin stone
wherever he laid his hat was his home
and when he died all he left us was alone
papa was a rollin’ stone, my son
wherever he laid his hat was his home
and when he died all he left us was alone
(verse)
they told me papa was a rolling stone
like mick jagger keep b-tches round they whips, charlie hold it holmes
you ain’t a poet cus you wrote a poem
i am lyrically until these spirits really higher on the totem pole
i get the cheese, cheddar mozzarella
american, moderate, jack, swizz, feta, mars the prevalone
i bring a n-gg- down limb by limb
blood sweat tears molecules flesh then show my chromosomes
jim star, raise it fo yo dome
with a hole in yo face shot just like macaulay culkin home alone
tote the chrome and spark blast with a dark mask, tryna pop trash, blowin at yo motor home
i’m on lebron, catch you b-tchin on my block
i’mma knock it out the park
babe ruth, go and throw it go
i grab his bones squeeze 3, brought him like dd, you pc no et in fully home
guantanamo… all of yall f-cked up
young buck, roll em holmes
have a gl-ss of murda, have em grab the burner
i’m so nice, can see these rappers cry so loaners
my way fowl, don’t convert you have a jazz converter
you need bigger hard drives, i’mma crash yo server
i was raised with the killers in a cl-ss of burglars
i’ve been the truth in the booth go and ask the jugger
this is annihilation, you n-gg-s violatin, won’t die hatin, getting shots like immunization
i’m sendin vibrations that could shake a wise nation
and if the devil was a liar then you gon die satan
you ever disrespect my brother soldiers
you gon see a bunch of rolls with tints, throw em in the cellar
blood on my hands so blood money low
you got blood on yo hands cus you a cutthroat
hook:
papa was a rollin stone
wherever he laid his hat was his home
and when he died all he left us was alone
papa was a rollin’ stone, my son
wherever he laid his hat was his home
and when he died all he left us was alone
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