The Purist - Cold Hearts lyrics

rate me

(feat. Big Twins, Havoc, and Sean Price)

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.