Lyrics Colder Blood (feat. The Jacka & Berner) - J. Stalin, Berner, The Jacka

Colder Blood (feat. The Jacka & Berner)

【The Jacka】
We mafia, got the streets crazy, this that mob shit clap every nigga hatin'
Seal them birdies up, send em' off on vacation
Niggas know what up, fuck wit us cuz' we cakin' up
Never would I thought that I ever would of made it but, make hella paper all I
ever do is save it up
Remember when then raided us?
Hit the back gate heard you yell so I waited up
Bust a couple shots out my thang then I caught a bus rode the shit called my
niggs up they was in the west…
P world we was livin' in, that was fun I was on the run from the Man they
caught me up I beat the case, cuz' the rat was dead
I got the last laugh but they was laughin then sometimes I blast past memory
lane
I was a kid whennI entered the game.
and it’s dope cuz' everybody still
remember my