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 motherfuckin' love in these streets. To most of these tricks I'm a motherfuckin' 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 full 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 all 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