(U-God) (Chorus) ruff out here im out here fightin cold and hungry fish ain't bittin Life's so frightening i'm damn near thumpin cold and crumbling
[U-God] [Chorus] ruff out here im out here fightin cold and hungry fish ain't bittin Life's so frightening i'm damn near thumpin cold and crumbling
Traduction: U-God. Hungry.
: [U-God] [Chorus] ruff out here im out here fightin cold and hungry fish ain't bittin Life's so frightening i'm damn near thumpin cold and crumbling
go home, where they're standing here frozen up, hangin out in the coze, here all alone, tryin find our soul, before the mind is gone, tryin find that god
[Hook - Krayzie 2x] People ask me how do you maintain You got to keep your mind on money (T-H-U-G) Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change Nigga
Again Every Time We Put A Nigga Out Game Slaughter Them Catch U In The Alley Wut U Gunna Do Wit Out Yo Man Feel Like Im Bishop Standin Over Radamans U
[Intro] Mr. Perez.. do you swear to tell the truth? the whole truth.. and nothin but the truth so help your God fuck you all now! [Pitbull] he's back
cash I'm so Wu, so new that I ain't ripped off the tags (You better watch your motherfuckin mouth) [U-God:] RZA done birthed us, some curse on purpose
Mr. Perez Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth And nothin' but the truth, so help you God? Fuck you, Honor Pitt is back for another one This
hungry So if you read that i done flipped, then you know the story, about me People ask me how do you maintain You got to keep your mind on money (T H U
out there promoting him Pick a Mixtape Messiah then open it and you'll notice him Cuz he be talkin trash like he want to be a custodian The God of mixtapes
nice I shake em up they papes are gettin dead, nigga sittin on a Beretta said he wanna bet that I don't throw a better Now the game is surrounded by some money hungry
, lou vatin a lil jewlery, why u mad why u always take it out on me why u always showing out in front company? [CHORUS] [8 Ball] man aint never seen one look like u
You got a dead niggaz, money don't stop the greed That's why now I gotta rock my vest, pop my 3 And whoever die first, may god forgive the nigga who lives
slangin dem quarters, I got em 2 for 3, god dammit, I'm a balla! Pushin in weight, from state to state, Niggaz ridin dirty, on my mobile phone, it's U
