Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Who You Lovin , by - CardanRelease date: 17.05.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Who You Lovin , by - CardanWho You Lovin |
| How could I ever make you see the light, and make you read it right |
| Money power respect nigga, thas the key to life |
| But see its costy, me I’m to bossy, put four sugars in my coffee |
| I’m fuckin' wit Mister Frostee |
| Now thas the run to make ya, See how much fun that’ll make ya |
| Next time you see yourself, you should see that undertaker |
| And all the pain is gone, no more cryin', no more stress |
| Please, give this Ice to Big, and tell him that he’s still the best |
| Fuck it lets have a feast, Go ahead murder the chief |
| These niggas rappin' back and forth don’t know what beef is |
| Until they need about two gats to sleep wit, A bomb in they Jeep |
| Know they know who to beef wit |
| Them fingaz you use to smoke get knocked in your teeth wit |
| I bet you next time a nigga know who to creep wit |
| See its no longer funny now, Nigguz is hungry now |
| You don’t believe in Harlem, Double up and get money now |
| Whu |
| (scratches by just blaze) |
| Who you lovin' who you wanna be huggin' |
| Role wit nigguz that be thuggin buggin He |
| It’s like four in the morning, I got a call from upstate |
| Huddy Combs shot a nigguh, left him wit no face |
| Fuck it, Go get the duct tape, and tape it on his vest for him |
| Heart out his chest and, place it on his kneck for him |
| I’m tellin' honey Listen, I gotta funny vision, I need my nigga Huddy Combs |
| Out of prison, We got shit to do |
| Meeno, Loon, and Thomas?? |
| Critizone? |
| See it’s pitiful, Seeing my nigguz invincable |
| See I need 40 Acres and 40 Breakers |
| Ten nigguz that role the dice and twenty shakers |
| It ain’t the same, Huh Huh, Shit dun changed, Huh Huh |
| Nigguz is dyin' in they twenties for this game Huh |
| Say the wrong words to the wrong nigguh get sprayed off |
| You know like then Hitler days, Fuckin' wit Adolph |
| That twenty mill you got a hundred pennies to bring |
| Saw a man that stands for nothing, and falls for anything |
| Who U Lovin' |
| (scratches by just blaze) |
| Who you lovin' who you wanna be huggin' |
| Role wit nigguz that be thuggin buggin He |
| See my man he post bail, but his money was low |
| I got about eighty for sale and twenty to blow |
| You see this shit kinda get hectic when you dealin' wit doe |
| Cuz once you dealin' wit doe, Know You dealin' wit doe |
| No you not dealin' wit somethin' you can role up and smoke |
| Hold one side of your nose to a dollar and hope |
| That maybe one day you could put down the drugs and gun play |
| Skatin' donw the runway and praisin' God on Sunday |
| Rhyme to it, Eat a bowl of Courage |
| Finaly do it, bout time you meet your maker, Body forward in bombing fluid |
| Now tell me where you run to, no where to run to |
| Feelin' like nobody wit you, or nobody love you |
| Meenwhile, Streets is watchin' and the hood is observin' |
| Clubs still rockin', drunk drivin', weed still burnin' |
| Now who you lovin', Why you fussin', Who you wanna be huggin' |
| Role wit nigguz that be thuggin', Gun in the air bussin' |
| Like fuck it |
| (scratches by just blaze) |
| Who you lovin' who you wanna be huggin' |
| Role wit nigguz that be thuggin buggin He |
| Name | Year |
|---|---|
| This Goes Out ft. Nelly, Roscoe, Cardan | 2002 |
| Love You So ft. Cardan | 2001 |
| Do You Remember ft. Cardan | 2005 |