m starrin' in your magazines Now every day and week Back then, they call me K-fed But you can call me Daddy instead Back then, they call me K-fed But
[Random streaming, laughing and grunting] [Bridge:] Toy all your thing on me, baby. Toy all your thing on me. Toy all your thing on me, baby. Toy
out the pig It don't take much to split a fool's wig See I'm only one shot from makin' the headlines So quick niggaz got quarters and deadline's Shakin' the fed
P's so we all can dig it I popped enough alcohol so we all could swig it Guns, stand them up they be as tall as midgets O.k, I'll rap a little faster
Whooaaa, Whoaaa How long before ya save me baby [Fazer] Cause I'm down there Caged in, burnt out, achin Seen it all before, done with all the heart breakin' Cause I'm fed
, ohh uuaah ohhh how long before you save me baby? [Fazer] cause im down heer, caged in burnt out, aching seen it all before done with all the heartbreaking cause im fed
on top and spending some cheese comin from tha bottom wasn't appealing to me Didn't have one bread c.e.n.t I was tired being b.r.o.k.e started sellin
you want, Boss'll teach you how to hustle [Hook] [Z-Ro:] Some of my partnas ride blue, some of my partnas ride red And just like I got partnas that's free, I got partnas in the FED
'll come and lay you down tonight Same nigga I retaliated 4 wit 45's and K's One that got me doing time today No lie Same nigga I done fed when they low
a real nigga fill my shoes Got to pay the rent, got to pay the light bill Got to pay the depend, deposit and pay dues Me and that H-A-W-K, got to deal
hustling nickels and dimes Got a smile on my face, but everything ain't fine Stay on my grind, I had to keep a cool mind frame Day dreaming and fantasizing, FED
shots changed my whole life, throats were slit Niggaz die by my orders when I wrote this shit Though we go back like wild knights at Latin Quarters Niggaz tried to kill me, and I fed
, it's check out time nigga Hey call up Kurupt, call Daz room (hey there bitch, where Suge at nigga?) Call Suge, call all the niggaz tell em to meet me downstairs (Where K
ain't goin' nowhere no how What you wanna throw down Better bring your guns pal Cuz this is the day we make 'em pay Fuck bailin' hate I bail and spray with my A-K
ma motherfuckin trip I come trippin through yo' set, bustin off my tec I gives a fuck if you's a Blood or a Crip Nigga from J.F.K. to L.A.X. I'm back
had no watch Wouldnt write about crack if I ain't had no spot You talk six coupe shit you only pushing a trey Got bitches shutting you down in the C.L.K
can a nigga take I ain't goin' nowhere no how Better bring your guns pal Cause this is the day we make 'em pay Fuck bailin' hate I bail and spray with my A-K
are getting hard guess what I'mma do Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Closed mouths don't get fed
