Cold Hearts

Stand up! The niggas f*ck already men 'bout to pop off man,m That's how it is, just grind me ass kid Straight from Cube B done with big guns Seen a lot of shit, even on the run Man kick or die for f*ck em with the slums My body went on, release for my gun Blowed up two clips about to be some shit To think about shit, get life's a bitch Just pulled pout and join the toe And above the slim Police got ahead, but I ain't give a f*ck I'm real about the shit, the rest see all but The hood for life, they gotta throw it up In the clutch, the thund, you can get me the ball Can't be on the grind wind keeps that war, stand tall Down by law, who want more? I am three click, nigga know what's up I found, I got you nigga shooting three throws But I'm shooting sloves, then I let you meet loaf I might been the rules, but never what we for We see is going dumb, we're feeling real mob A leaf with a bunch of hoes, do us then do.. We never feed em after two cups on an empty stomach We have a fake bitch tryin to keep one hundred It is what it is, you do what I've been knew it So many nigga sort of darkness soon their wrist is glewing They keep and care enough to lift a f*cking bowing I ain't think you wanna take this where you're going Then everybody is losers, I'm in the wind collum F*ck and tryin to tell you, they got been a problem That's just a Michael cousin, had that they lot of .. These niggas p**sy son Show all we got, show all we spot Smack your bitch ass out your John want rebox Haters can't f*ck with the bus jerk Can't f*ck with the boss jerk Don't rock gaters but I fuck with..surance Now dress like you have seen fighters Type of flict and shirt..lighters The pipe pipers sayin little pistle To catch a pradator, to catch the senator Minister society tryin P and I'm dead in you Head in the class the teachers path On the road shit gets wow, do come squeeze in the skat Don't tussle the last hook is accurate thunder Stupid niggas cause dumb shit I wrote alone can't condone the bump shit