, raw uncut Where you at, Los? (It's murda) Mama, how you figure? I'm a nigga destined for pain (You ain't never gonna change) Mama, how you figure?
Übersetzung: C-Murder. Mama How You Figure.
I'm a ridah Death to you playa haters, don't let me find ya Mama made me rugged, baptised the public Now you hard thugs, nigga don't you love it It
. looks like the statue of liberty is cryin I guess that mean the whole world is fuckin dyin Chorus I (2x) [c-murder] My nigga dead, my nigga died, how the fuck you figure
I'm a ridah Death to you playa haters, don't let me find ya Mama made me rugged, baptized the public Now you hard thugs, nigga don't you love it It's
respectin the C They be like what up Kid? Like the name was Capri You know the sayin, the sayin is you get what you see They see that I'm paid but they
and the same niggas wanna blow on your weed set you up for a caper dont wanna see you make no money then take ya gotta figure out how to get what you
raap" muthafucka So step behind the lines let me show you how it's done You call yourself a gangsta but you never seen a gun And the shit you call funk
a piece of chrome And I want to you to come and look and see The monster that you've created, look at what you did to me [Z-Ro] They tell me how the
Thug, Young Dro, Clipse and Ja Rule) Uh huh Jones Dipset Birdgang b*tch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin' you homie You f**k n*ggas keep
Nas, T.I. & many others) [Jim Jones Intro] Uh huh... Jones, Dipset... Byrdgang, bitch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin you homie You bitch
Slim Thug, Young Dro, Clipse and Ja Rule) Uh huh Jones Dipset Birdgang b*tch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin' you homie You f**k n*ggas
what! [Verse 1: Bizarre] Hip hop, that's the way of life (Word?) If you think you're nice, then go grab the mic (Grab it!) Let me tell you my story, '
the Statue of Liberty is cryin I guess that mean the whole world is fuckin dyin [Chorus I (2X)] [C-Murder] My nigga dead, my nigga died, how the fuck you figure
