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Stone. Oh. On three. Three. Cypress. I remember mama slavin' over stone Now a nigga steady slavin' over stone I remember mama slavin' over stone Now a nigga steady slavin' over stone I been watchin' all the slave shit And I ain't made shit Whipping, Whipping, master, master, good gracious. Couple traitors turn to traders when the chain click Judge buy them dirty crackers tryna hang shit. Just because I bang shit In and out, stuck in the box, it's still The same shit I done seen my honey fighting Over stone, this lady gone. I done seen my uncle smoke a tube to His nose, felt so alone. Coming up fatherless, straight from the bottom, Been up in my zone. If I get caught with the chrome, I'm not Coming home. Get caught without it and I might get done. 'Cause every other morning, see the trap game Switch. They used to beat you out the league, used To beat your bitch. She ratchet 'cause her baby love your whip. New slaves, no chains, still the same old shit. EBT, GR, and Wick', oh shit. I remember mama slavin' over stone. Now a nigga steady slavin' over stone. I remember mama slavin' over stone Now a nigga steady slavin' over stone