Ooh Ooh Ooh When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone I know the streets will shed tears for me When my story is over and my song is done I know the streets will shed tears for me The end All I get is mother fuckin' love in these streets To most of these tricks I'm a mother fuckin' treat What's beef? I ain't got no beef See all that bitchin'? It taste like chicken And all these chickens? They get plucked And nobody wants to see the volcano erupt I'm down with Daz 'cause everythang is Kurupt I'm celebrated every time I pull up You hella hated, every time you look up I'm elevated to rapper's deluxe They love me, dawg, 'cause I'm one of a kind This is God's plan, homie, it ain't mine See, this ain't about dyin', it's all about shinin' It's all about climbin' a hill of diamonds I know that you feel it, I know that you felt it 'Cause a nigga gon' live 'til a nigga can't help it When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone I know the streets will shed tears for me (They love me, dawg) When my story is over and my song is done (They love me, dawg) I know the streets will shed tears for me The end Sorry, y'all, I ain't got no haters All I got is mother fuckers tellin' me I'm the greatest All I got is those fly ass suits and gators Nobody servin' Cube but maids and waiters Nobody tryin' to take my life All these bitches tryna do is replace my wife But you hoes ain't cold enough to fuck with Ice Like Kim she'll run circles 'round you bitches twice Now, it might get funky but it won't get ugly Niggas might not like me but they still love me Niggas might talk shit, they whisper and huddle 'Cause they know my rebuttal might leave a puddle Now the streets is talkin' until they see me walkin' up the block, then the bullshit stop Anything I do, don't take it personal 'Cause when a nigga gone, that shit ain't reversible When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone I know the streets will shed tears for me (They love me, dawg) When my story is over and my song is done (They love me, dawg) I know the streets will shed tears for me The end I'm the bastard that spit the acid Fuck a funeral home and a casket Fuck a funeral song and a procession Keep God on your dome and count your blessings Keep the hood in your heart but heaven on your mind Shake 'em up and roll seven every time Pick 'em up, yup, stick 'em up Every time you see me got a different color cup This ain't about dyin', it's all about livin' It's all about makin' everyday Thanksgivin' It's all about givin', about stayin' driven It ain't about you, it's about these children So when a nigga die, stop cryin' and ventin' Will somebody in here bump George Clinton? Will somebody in here hug my fam? Don't worry about me, you know where I am When the cold wind blows in the heart of the city and I'm gone I know the streets will shed tears for me (They love me, dawg) When my story is over and my song is done (They love me, dawg) I know the streets will shed tears for me The end