Lyrics:
Back in the days, into the chamber 36
Big Tig' putting it down in dirty mix
Provided by EQ
Test me and my crew, guarantee you lose
Man your whole crew
Protect me from my enemies The game of life is so cold
Reality check, mentalities Vexed my palms sweat
Im gambling, both hands on The deck Russian roulette
his nose
Just like he caught a cold
Watch how you walk
This is not a safe road
Stay on yo 10
And check on yo lil bro (On God)
He can get caught up
the judges
Them niggas don't love us
Most niggas cold blooded
Stab you in your back for yo' budget
Them niggas' cold blooded
These niggas cold blooded
He ain't
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
It's been a few years
We still here
My man KV
Been with me since like day one
The first tracks back when I
the illest in the game,
I been flexin' on them dodos (dodos)
(woo, aye!)
Dripping with the mojo (mojo)
'cause I got a mouth of gold yo (gold yo)
(boy I got
All y'all niggas wanna get like me
Surrounded by bitches that look like these
C'mon, you know it, you know it
You know it, you know it (tell them
by
Tears in my eyes yo the anger makes me cry
Uchiha burning rage take my shit and you die
I dont give fuck about your reasons or the why
Bitch i use
Yo I gotta back ache stomach ache diarrhea vomiting
Cold feet runny nose head ache insomnia
Cranky moody burpin' while I'm cursin'
Baby
I let you get to me once now baby
But I'll never let you in again
You've got to cover it up
You've got to play yo own game
You've got to cover it
nigga that's the sound of revenge
Walk down the right road, 'cause the streets is so cold
You betta take ya life slow or you'll miss it
Listen
If my brother at his lowest just know I really got em
You can't really mess with me, I been in the game
Sun is down, freezing cold like I'm drake
Buddy
Yeah, NeO
Yupp
Aye
It never really mattered too much to me
That you were just too damn cold for me
All that really mattered was you were my
Let's start it the land of heartless assassin killers
Concrete gorillas
Cold blooded mind mentally dead niggaz
Cold temperature feelers
Them ones
Them hoes say that nigga cold as hell
Fuck what the punks are talking 'bout
I want to get up with that big balling bitch
Plus niggas feeling what I'm
3-1-1 free calls on the pay phone
Send that wire leave yo order with the G code
Take yo change back So they know
got it by the peso get it by
Yo, microphone check one two what is this
The five foot assassin with the ruffneck business
I float like gravity, never had a cavity
Got more
why you got to keep
The game on the shelf and by all means
Look out for your legitimate work
So let me put you up on the scoop
Because suckers like
nigga
Game over playa, and nigga ya scored low
Hit me later young, and I'm at the award show
Bank account ten digits and it's all "O's"
I floss
look is Stone Cold (bitch)
Check out the flame, I'm a stunna (flame)
Whipping that H, I ain't talking no hummer
But I kill the game like a hunter (I'm
'Cause deep down in the South, boy's comin' up cold
Talkin' down my name and what it's all about, you niggas
Better get some cut and get my name out yo
emcees
Mister don’t-give-an-f-still-won’t leave
Have you ever seen the game without
Me? That’s like a facelift
Yo, I want you to doubt me
I’m gonna leave
the glitch
To know this game rigged
Its the same shit
Over and over again
It get colder but know you can win
Staying focused holding the pen
Exposing foes
You can't take what I got coz I'll be takin it right back
(Ruthless gangsta) Cold killin
You wanna know what it's means
With the stupid dope rhyme
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