stay low 'cause the world's gettin too cold we yellin out the "O" 'cause the world's full of bitches It just is Cold cold world Picture two worlds collide
Übersetzung: Do Or Die. Cold World.
gone in a week or two Them same hoes you be repping to, believe it or not, the same hoes Behind your back, run and tell me, each and everything you do
steal the B.G. Now tell me Alton Ain't that cold What can I do Now what can I do to get out the game What can I do Now what can I do to make change
: what urge me to do right? the emptiness - the conciousness of living in the void of the feral muting against the vacant - cold void - the incensed
when I'm fucked up and ashy My royalty check's the rebirth of Liberace Stunt so hard, everybody got to watch me And I don't really care if it's platinum or
load your gats and get ready ro ride Or would you lock the door at your crib and hide It's a cold world even when it's hot outside Wether sunshine or
over boy [Verse One: Lloyd Banks] I come from a big city, the streets corrupt Now I'm rollin with snub-noses to heat you up Out here niggaz'll do anything
and don't touch Girl the way you strut and dressed in your fine dutch I don't know if it's your lips or your hips that got me Or the way that ass bounce
: [50 Cent] Yeah, let's take 'em back Uh-huh.. Comin up I was confused, my mommy kissin' a girl Confusion occurs comin up in the cold world Daddy ain
of flavor Hoes kissin' my ass wantin' to do me favors But no matter how they tried to fuck with my pride Ice Cold Productions won't slip or slide 'Cause
can see It's a small thang to a true, what could I do? Real homies help you get through And come to knew he'd do the same thang if he could Cause in
t blame me I was given this world I didn't make it And now my son's getten older and older and cold From havin the world on his shoulders While the rich
eyes and see nothing but pain, the world is crazy, still Lookin for a queen to plant seeds and have babies Maybe I'll be the one or just maybe I'm lost
about the papers, money rule the world Bitches make the world go round Real niggaz do they wanna do, bitch niggaz do what they can't Starin at the world
the truth (hell yeah) But until then, I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too [Chorus: Raphael Saadiq] I've got to do, what I'm gon' do I'm
to gain, do time We all see the sunshine But when you could do yourz, we'll bring these muthafuckas war [Chorus (E.D.I. Amin):] You either ride wit' us, or
