Stone Cold Lyrics – Hunxho

Read the full Stone Cold lyrics by Hunxho from the album Not One Of Them along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Hunxho’s music, you can also explore It Get Hot and Free 30, two other songs by Hunxho.

[Intro: Hunxho]
(Kenn got the internet going crazy)
Yeah

[Verse 1: Hunxho]
I’m like Stone Cold Steve, n!gga, stone cold, b!tch
Used to love to steal cars ’til I seen where that s*it get me
Jail time and I won’t get off papers ’til I’m fifty
Ain’t robbed in a minute, why I feel so tempted?
I always been ahead of all my peers, I’m too gifted
First deal was ten thousand, now in a year, made ten million
Mama look at me and smile, I used to make her so sick

‘Member hoes ain’t used to like me, now my b!tchеs so thick
Now I got money and a G-Shock, this a long way from G Block
N!ggas showing they true colors in this mothеrfu*ker, peacocking
Try me, I’ll shoot it ’til this motherfu*ker (??)
Twin, how you last long? S*it, I been minding my own

[b-ah] (??)
Can’t believe I got here, n!gga, you gon’ get there
I’m addicted to this money, I won’t never go to rehab
Every time I sit down for too long I tend to relapse
We still been popping out and (??)
S*itting on my opps, on God, don’t let none be out
Fu*k too many hoes, that’s how I end up on the

[T-ah] (??)
This money coming in, the rubber band man, T.I
But you know that I got paid a hundred grand if you see me out
I knew that I’ll be something, I ain’t been average since knee-high
(??) locked up in the (??), they need to free y’all
I’m too bloody, I scream SuWoop to the beehive
I ain’t God, but know I got the answer, Reebok

[Verse 2: G Herbo]
Uh, flame my s*it up like Weezy, uh
I’m a real n!gga, they know that, I don’t gotta say it
I was fu*king b!tches before rap, I don’t gotta pay ’em
Still hop in the whips toting my strap, got my mama praying

Survived plenty wars in them trenches, I know how to play it
All them n!ggas swore they was gon’ kill me, how they dead?
Let off fifties with them switches ’til they empty, now they scared
Heard a n!gga with some youngins put some money on my head, damn
Then I sent Big Opp ‘nem through they block and they b!tch ass ran
I got on some hot s*it just to pop it
Rode a ‘Rari with no top all through the ‘Raq, hoping they spot me, they lil’ ass playing
Hanging out the window, my left wrist,

[it glist’] (??), a half a man
But I had to realize I’m G Herbo, that’s they last chance
Pu*sy, bring it on, I’ma bring that cash in
Drive the Lamb’ fast, why I’m always crashing it?
Every single time I had the ball, I was passing it
I done put so many n!ggas on, go and ask ’em
Fu*k how you feel, I was in that field
I got mils, I can chill
First time I ever blew that steel, I got chills
I get in that zone, I don’t think ’bout going home ’til some blood get spilled
Big house on the hill, n!gga
And it’s only us, getting rich as Jordan Peele, n!gga
Go up twenty plus when I sign another deal, n!gga
God, who I trust, I was waiting on the bus, LaFerrari on the wheels, n!gga
Bet the streets vouch, went that route as a lil’ n!gga
Told my b!tch look at the account, watch the bills hit it
Hate I keep a gun, but I love it if I kill with it
Yeah, I got a daughter and two sons, but I’m still with it

[Outro: G Herbo]
No bap