Krayzie Bone - We Starvin' ["featuring E-40/gangsta Boo"] lyrics

Krayzie, e-40, and gangsta boo:thug mentality 1999 E-40 Krayzie bone, e-feezie-fonzarezi & gangsta boo. what? Krayzie and gangsta boo It's the end of the world and still n***as ain't got no satisfaction (we can't Get no...) It's the end of the world, muthaf**ers ain't got no satisfaction (satisfaction) -refrain- We starvin' as we chase the paper, and trust it, man/ n***a, man, n***as hate You/ f** 'em, get your gun and get your cheese We got just a lil' time left/ if i'm not mistaken, the year is '99/ but we don't Really know when we gon' die/ sh**, most n***as don't know how they still alive on this unmerciful, wicked planet/ if you Can't pay for your life, you're gonna vanish... E-40 You're lookin' at livin' proof; renovated, condemned, duplex, pots and pans/ Leaks in the roof, dirty dishes, no dishwasher Soap, no medical coverage, bad case of strep throat(strep throat) mama thinks She got arthritis/ my neighbor caught hepatitis From a simple yawn/ they say it's airborne/ we ain't got no street lights; they All broken; just take a trip throu vallejo Richmond, and oakland, and everyday it's a funeral/ he was my numero uno, but i Can't bring him back/ all i know is he was Stressin', takin' anti-depressants (what they do?) they found him dead in the Trunk of his cadillac/ and i'm so withdrawalled All i could think about is revenge/ always check up, always pullin' licks, and Doin' dirty work for dividends He took the bullet for me/ i'm the one that really robbed the place/ boy, i've Been tryin' to paper-chase -refrain- Gangsta boo I done grew up in the game, baby/ ain't nothin changed; lil' money, lil' fame, Baby/ i'm still the same, baby Lady's gotta make it, i can't be takin' no losses/ i'm the bomb of the party, Always askin', "where are the dollars?" Now i know you hate me, cuz i hooked up with krayzie, baby/ i'm with whatever That pay me/ gangsta boo be with it Be with it, so what the f**? i'll see you at the end of the year, so good Luck... -refrain- Krayzie I made it, and i know it's almost over; call in the soldiers/ better be ready to Bomb back on 'em/ know your enemy's position At all time; where they at and how much power they hold and how many soldiers They got down the road But in the meantime, you make your money/ even if you strike it rich, you better Hustle like you hungry for your paper... These days only ways that pays can save you/ livin' your life is like a task, if You ain't got the cash/ n***a, mad at the world As i put my mask over my face, and i grabbed the magnum pistol with the stash in The bag/ i'm doin' a pop pop, so drop And take it as a loss and chalk it/ now you can take your life and keep on Walkin' (just keep on walkin') or be k**ed for tryin' To deny me a meal/ i do what i gotta do/ let's keep it real for n***as in the Hood upon the block/ let 'em know they understood Buckin' shots, n***a, me livin' raw mentality war/ so paranoia got me sleepin' On the floor, watchin' the door This no-win situation of tryin' to stay alive until we die/ and anyway you go, We won't make it/ no way to shake your fate You better take advantage of your life while you can; get rich, kick back, Relax, spend your money, man/ i'm all about paper Sorry, no party tonight, the year is 1999/ last year to get your money, right -refrain- E-40 That's real. you undersmell me? s**ers do what they can; playas do what they Want, dig it? charlie hustle, everytime up in Your talk. yeah, face it. krayzie bone, gangsta boo, f**in' they nose like This. this how we f**in' they nose up, dig it n***a? yeah, paper chasin', n***a. paper route (paper route) you undersmell me? We starvin'. you undersmell me n***a? Yeah, don't let the marbles control you. eah, chest-high up in the marbles, n**...