When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm I know the streets will shed for me When my is over and my song is done I know the streets will shed for me The end
All I get is mother love in these streets To most of these tricks I'm a mother treat What's beef? I ain't got no See all that bitchin'? It like chicken And all these chickens? get plucked And nobody wants to see the erupt I'm with Daz 'cause everythang is Kurupt I'm every time I pull up You hella hated, every you look up I'm to rapper's deluxe They love me, dawg, 'cause I'm one of a is God's plan, homie, it ain't mine See, this ain't about dyin', it's all about It's all about climbin' a hill of I know that you it, I know that you felt it a nigga gon' live 'til a nigga can't help it
When the wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone I know the will shed tears for me (They me, dawg) When my story is over and my is done (They me, dawg) I the streets will shed tears for me The end
Sorry, y'all, I got no haters All I got is fuckers tellin' me I'm the greatest All I got is fly ass suits and gators Nobody Cube but maids and waiters Nobody to take my life All these bitches tryna do is replace my But you hoes ain't cold to fuck with Ice Kim she'll run circles 'round you bitches twice Now, it might get funky but it get ugly Niggas might not like me but still love me Niggas might talk shit, they and huddle 'Cause they know my rebuttal might leave a Now the streets is talkin' until see me walkin' up the block, then all the stop I do, don't take it personal 'cause a nigga gone, that shit reversible
the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone I know the streets will tears for me (They me, dawg) When my story is and my song is done (They me, dawg) I know the will shed tears for me The end
I'm the bastard that the acid Fuck a home and a casket Fuck a song and a procession Keep God on dome and count your blessings Keep the hood in your but heaven on your mind 'em up and roll seven every time Pick 'em up, yup, 'em up Every time you see me got a color cup This ain't about dyin', it's all livin' all about makin' everyday Thanksgivin' It's all about givin', about stayin' It ain't about you, it's these children So when a nigga die, cryin' and ventin' Will in here bump George Clinton? Will in here hug my fam? Don't worry me, you know where I am
When the cold wind blows in the heart of the and I'm gone I know the streets will shed for me (They me, dawg) When my is over and my song is done (They me, dawg) I know the will shed tears for me