Stone Cold (3:16) XV

[Intro]
Yeah, Stone Cold
Three one six
Vizzy!

[Verse 1]
See I rep that city I'm from, uh
Pay the crib, price tag, in cash, now your bitch wan' come, uh
Swallow two dime bags, thinkin' I don't throw up the dub
Now watch as the stock go up
Old bitches on my cock, so what?
Said she got the bomb, so I fuck 'til that girl blow up in the
Three sixteen
I rep that three sixteen
That's where I start so I pour my heart into my three sixteens
Cause I know that I got 'em watchin' when I'm droppin'
Quiet those sheep, Anthony Hopkins
Now we blow checks and them girls want texts
Can I roll X? Yes they watchin'
That ain't new, it's just new ones boppin'
I been a mac, them niggas window shoppin'
Uh, we call it internet browsin'
Blew up my scene cause I hate bein' doubted
Give me my space cause I hate bein' crowded
The boy so square cause I hate bein' rounded
And we came out of section eight housin'
The VIP section loungin' out in the