Cold Blooded

You say I treat you different, why is that Anytime Devo gone hop on a track you know that it's all facts I always hang up first cause i'm knowing they gone call back You venting about yo' problems but I ain't the one who caused that Take it up with who caused that New whip they like "who car is that" In the Raq' in a alley it's all gats They like "Devo how you cope" take this Perc' and fall back Just hit this wood , don't call me though Most of these niggas be stalling Pass me the rock I ball like Spaulding 40's & Chops don't play or we off him Or we off him, I been doing this often Like- be quiet stop talking (Shh) White sheet crime scene they chalked him Any opp i catch i hawked him And it's merched you aint never did shit Nigga you a bitch you aint never get took on a lick And aint never put shit to a wig so boy stop capping I was the one doing action Turning these Boys to Men that's average I was the one out toting the ratchet Pockets deep with some mufucking gadgets Pockets deep with some mufucking what? Pockets deep with some mufucking cabbage If I want, I take it , I have it Ain't nobody real no more what happened? Aint nobody real no more He say he aint doing drills no more (that's crazy) Ion' know how to feel lil bro Im tryna get to the top Bending yo block still counting up guap As the day get longer i'm watching the clock They say "Popoff boy when you gon stop" Heh , never I play shit out so damn clever They be studying my ways Be tryna take my place Snatch the food right off my plate Aint never caught a case Made a couple niggas catch some K's And we don't box no catching fades Put two to three in his face Reached back in my gangsta ways They say you fucking heartless I blame that bitch in seventh grade Thinking back like damn i really lost it Skipping all my High School classes Man you know i was never tardy They say you go retarded He capped out if he say he garbage Really him, outer space like Invader Zim Told you I wasn't chasing her She say she ain't chasing him Cant keep up girl you dont pace enough But i slowed down just take my hand Glockies' in the sprinter van , tryna get yo mans go Ain't no hiding we get violent take yo life away Ain't with all that deciding , make a choice boy im not for the games I tried to make shit right but i guess you in love with lames It's some shit i need off my chest , so much stress feel like a dope fiend Cold Blooded I got no veins (Cold Blooded I got no veins) Let me hear that