[Verse 1 - Scarface] I use to watch you on stage gettin'money, lookin lovely got these niggaz offerin they pockets tippin you twenties 'cause you cold
road! Claiming my city! We represent this city! As we explore around the counry, and around the world in fact Let us go to the new worlds together Not as new worlds
a street rider Case me through the night, I keep it tucked in my sleeves cuz im a street rider uh-huh im a hustler ghetto entrepreneur uh-huh and addicted
man can break ya, break ya, break ya Chorus: Bilal (singing) Pimps, ho's, hustlers, plans, dealers, customers, and bodies stuck in it, Oh my god Pimps, ho's, hustlers
I, Sean Lett, the whole Chi At the crib some cats give me the cold eye I'm a bitch slap the next one Let him know the world is my section for taking You
I throw my pitches At different degrees And I Sparil my pigskins At different speeds And I hit threes Cuz at different times I release My shot cold Nigga
Dark clouds seem to follow me, Alcohol that my pops swallowed bottled me, No apology, I walk with a boulder on my shoulder, It's a Cold War - I'm a colder
Bodys straight hips and curves Friends hanging near trying to tell 'em I don't want your girls Back off I'm from another world Money do not grow on trees That's why I had to hustle
a fuck, talkin' tough, "Look at me now" Shockin' the world, should've been on top of your girl She gon' do you in, turn around and rock your world For
in front of me Time could never mend what these cold streets Mentally done to me too often I close my eyes And see my own coffin feelin' haunted ready to leave This world
me like a Kodak Re-up, nigga, they know that Feeling like I ain't got shit Work in back of a throwback I'm cold up in this hallway Hustling out it all
workin hard But I got a life too, so I throw on my shoes and I live it y'all [Verse 1 - Paul Wall] I'm fresher than a peppermint and cold as a cough
were gritty *hustle hustle constantly, hustle hustle hustle constantly, Sky looks grey London city wish they graftin cos were gritty *hustle hustle constantly, hustle hustle hustle
How different is my life to another man's I'm just trying to earn a living in this cold, cold place And then escape to the summer sands Until my time
sky, wonder when it's gon' fall Cry in the rain so the pain is stalled It's too dark, my world is in gloom Chest cold, my soul howls at the moon My
are, willin' to pay The price of your soul but if you give it away You silly motherfuckers are all committed to stay It's a cold world but you still