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Nobody can eat, nobody can sleep It's money on the creep when you fucking with the streets But the goons pull up on you, start popping in your Jeep 'Cause they heard you profit ends and they see you looking sleek Nobody should run, nobody should hide Nobody should kill, nobody should die Nobody's nobody, somebody rise The streets is like grease so somebody get fried I'm yelling at the lord but I really need to sigh And take a deep breath, I'm on the defence I'm on the offense, you can see the paw prints You fucking with a wolf, is this making more sense? Don't you get me all tense, I will leave you all drenched I hit the starting five then I get the call bench You fucking with the loc's and I'm fucking with my ghost And you could ask the streets who they fucking with the most Men lie, women lie, numbers don't Men die, women die, numbers don't What you think I'm tryna hit my number for? I said what you think I'm tryna hit my number for? Men lie, women lie, numbers don't Men die, women die, numbers don't What you think I'm tryna hit my number for? I said what you think I'm tryna hit my number for? SongtexteYou can pray for me don't know if the prayer count I don't even give a fuck just light up a spare ounce You wanna help me out then get on the spare count But you can't see the list of the people I gotta get I gotta ask myself how evil I gotta get If I want a B, how much diesel I gotta get I'd rather flip fruit and spit on a sick lute Chuck the deuce, getting high while I fly in a six coupe It's the tune of survival Tryna preach peace but wicked is the saliva Light got bright but I didn't put down the visor Got real swamped and focused on getting wiser Looking at the sky 'cause god is the advisor Need the peace plug and god is the supplier I'm a warrior and buyer Tryna stay cool 'cause I'm baptised in the fire Men lie, women lie, numbers don't Men die, women die, numbers don't What you think I'm tryna hit my number for? I said what you think I'm tryna hit my number for? Men lie, women lie, numbers don't Men die, women die, numbers don't What you think I'm tryna hit my number for? I said what you think I'm tryna hit my number for? If you wanna die maybe you die to be born again I can see the angels and the demons, yeah all of them I was on the corners but I wasn't getting cornered in I was thinking business even standing there and loitering I was thinking enterprise, car rental, Enterprise Hima in it, big bag of smoke and a dinner pie Call me ghost, really not the one to identify I'm about peace, pull this nine though, ten'll fly Men lie, women lie, numbers don't Men die, women die, numbers don't What you think I'm tryna hit my number for? I said what you think I'm tryna hit my number for? Men lie, women lie, numbers don't Men die, women die, numbers don't What you think I'm tryna hit my number for? I said what you think I'm tryna hit my number for? Aus Songtexte Mania