Cold 187um - Why Must I Feel Like Dat lyrics

Ya'll n***a gonna get though man I love that [Sample] Why must I feel like that [Verse 1: Cold 187um] Cause i'm known as a mac Yo, i'm always out to get my stack on So you can buy my funk or you can leave it alone Once again you've been invited To get into a loc'd out G mode But first past me a cold 1-87 Spark the sh** up like some good old thai weed It's like he's giving you what you need And for you upty upty motherf**ers Who think you're pulling away Im'ma give you little something to make you rethink your drink [Verse 2: KMG] I pledge allegiance to the motherf**ing industry It tis' the season to be G'ing And im'a give you the remedy ATL pimp gang never flossing West coast, cali funk Cause im'ma straight tossing The hip hop industry I know who's doing a robbing ya Quick to taste ya dick while the G's still mouthing sh**, it ain't no motherf**ing questions The ghetto still rowdy so a n***a learned a lesson [Chorus] Just let the hoe sing Shut up and let the hoe sing Shut up and let the hoe sing Just let the hoe sing [Sample] Why must I feel like that [Verse 3: KMG] See a P-funk tape wakes me up every morning Then I think to myself that music is now boring If you don't dance then you can't ranch i'm a s**er Atleast I stay true to my fans motherf**er You ever try to bust to a gangsta type slow flow Bump an ATL demo, no Because are house is a lawfully ghetto bound Vocally pimping the black mafia sound [Verse 4: Cold 187um] When I was born, I was born to be a righteous brother But I ran into to many people that were wicked motherf**ers So and eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth It's all about the player with the most juice Cause when I get it, I got it See it's mine is When a n***a wanna keep Some drop the fools that wanna make a deep Peep Stay all up on my dick For hoe a n***a bring it Cause since your all on my dick Just let my hoe's sing it [Chorus] (shut up and let the hoe sing) Just listen to my hoe sing Shut the shut the f** up, huh And let the hoe sing [Sample] Why must I feel like that [Verse 5: Cold 187um] Cause I guess to ATL is much more potent Than the tom dick and harry Yo, cause its hereditary It's too much, too little, too late For me too try again Thats why I play to win And for the fool the punks that roll up and fox's Step to f** with my clip Before I have to pull out my Glock Or 1 of my n***as have to loc up in gla**es And we dove out the late ground n***a out ya a**es Cause i'm a real G And my name means murder in the worst degree Peep [Verse 6: KMG] Ya' see All these s**ers who were standing on shakey ground They say they from my hood Now tell me how that sound Here's a violent soloution A little vocal prostition From the law house gang I can be a generous pimp Or a dangerous mac I gave a b**h 7 ki's She gave the motherf**ers back And for the hoe's "champagne dreams and caviar wishes" And for my homies More b**hes more b**hes more b**hes [Outro] Kmg just let the hoe's sing Total kaos, go-mack just let the hoe's sing U.S.C whats up and let the hoe's sing Let the hoe's sing Shut up and let the hoe's sing Just let the hoe's sing Lawhouse, lawhouse let the hoe's sing ATL rings [Sample] Why must I feel like that