Stone Cold
[Intro]
Steve Austin your shit
Yo, I'm 'bout to Stone Cold Steve Austin this nigga's shit, man
For real, man, better back the fuck up, nigga
You know I got my nigga Kungg Fuu in this motherfucker, man
We rollin' up back to back, nigga
Y'namsayin'? Check it

[Verse]
My man Tony gave me word to the holy
Carry pistols, smokin' bogeys
Gotta stay all by my lonely 'cause the man is really phony
My bitch hit me on the jack, say she got a play
My revolver spins day to day
Ayo, I hit the gas on the pedal
Can't leave the house without the metal
Real hip-hop, so I'm grabbin' on these huevos
Mic in my hand, I'm the man of the ghetto
Asiatic man kickflip, breakin' onto land
Uncle Sam takin' from the Asiatic man
Making The Band, tactical shootin' from the stands, catch a tan
From much heat out the cannon
Where you standin', leavin' the body abandoned
Stay grounded, these niggas wanna see you dead for low bounty
Down bad, fucked up with no bail out the county
'Til you rottin' like a old brownie
Your style feel like Ronda Rousey
Ski mask out the Pontiac, flee, get you body-bagged
To hell where you came, put the flame to your cardiac
The talk cease, kill you for nothin' like Shareef
Your dog never Metta World Peace
If any beef, ayo, I need to sink teeth, I'm the Cookie Monster
Oscar, I deserve a Oscar, proper
Yo, I'm chillin' with the chopper
Let off slugs, it's no love to the opp
I bust a bale, my style is like the Holy Grail
Pistol whip you so bad, you gon' go and tell
Raiders sail on the apparatus, made a deal full of malice
Seize your motherfuckin' palace