Everyone got twisted up Well, everyone got behind my back and broke it 'Cause it's my world Everyone got twisted up Well, all your friends got behind
ice These motherfuckers just got wicked Well I can't explain this little man Taken over Can't explain the way that I feel Everyone got twisted
Traduction: Cold. Just Got Wicked.
just got wicked Well I can't explain this little man Taken over Can't explain the way that I feel Everyone got twisted up Everyone got behind my back
ever Forever my endeavours and I sever my opponents I'm cold like it's in Denver The dilemma is, you think I got no conscience You think I just here flossing
[Z-Ro] I pledge allegiance, to getting my cash on Either ligalo with a glock, and my mask on I gotta go get it, cause I got an appetite Down to run up
Nigga Daz out Now I'm swerving and swerving nigga, without a doubt It's just another day, just for the D-A-Z Or it just another day, got me just being
it Up close and personal, cause niggaz be pushing my button I handle my bidness, and exit they homes gangsta strutting One deep, nobody's got my back Motherfuckers just
but sayin "Fuck the world" got you deeper in my songs Drinkin 'til I earl, spendin money 'til it's gone It's the good life - maybe niggaz got it goin
's a cold world taught me life Retaliation proves niggaz never caught me right Say they shot me in my nuts, out of luck quick Bullshit nigga cause I'm still fuckin yo' bitch Niggaz got
[Yeah hehehahaha, we goin platinum nigga! Plaahahatinum.] Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherfucker We got my nigga Treach from Naughty by Nature
start feeling cold you know you niggers really don't serve a purpose unless you learn to follow all these then become workers if you ask me you're just
through the air such a natural mystic blowin through the air (verse 3) we comin in from the cold and so we marchin to di light jah jah people stop di tension got
the S-C-T, C-L-E? We got heat! Y'all know what happened to the thief when the king catch him stealin', got his hands in the cookie jar. Off with his hand
guessin' The nation thug invasion got these suckas shakin' You been waitin' and anticipatin' the makin' and the arrival of my thug congregation, just
to the strip Wit a new floss and shiny shoes on the whip My nigga hit me with the latest, greatest He told me get inside the whip so I can know just what
{Busta Rhymes} Just make sure them, them drums is smackin .. This, means, WAR!! I work hard to take care of every one of my niggaz Feel the love and
