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 niggas ain't got
no satisfaction (We can't get no...) It's the
end of the world, muthafuckers ain't got no
satisfaction (satisfaction)

-Refrain- We starvin' as we chase the paper, and
trust it, man/ Nigga, man, niggas hate you/ Fuck
'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/
Shit, most niggas 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
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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 fuck? 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/ Nigga, 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 killed for tryin' to
deny me a meal/ I do what I gotta do/ Let's keep
it real for niggas in the hood upon the block/ Let
'em know they understood Buckin' shots, nigga, 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? Suckers 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, fuckin' they
nose like this. This how we fuckin' they nose up,
dig it nigga? Yeah, paper chasin', nigga. Paper
route (paper route) You undersmell me? We
starvin'. You undersmell me nigga? Yeah, don't let
the marbles control you. eah, chest-high up in the
marbles, nigg...
Lyrics: We Starvin' ["Featuring E-40/Gangsta
Boo"], Krayzie Bone [end]