| Boosie Badazz ice cold with the muthafuckin drip
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| You already know what it is muthafucka like that
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| (It's critical)
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| Ice cold from my drip
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| That’s frío
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| Homie came across the border with them kilos
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| They wonder why their girl be jockin
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| Ask your girl cause she knows
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| Cold game, everything on me is frío
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| Enemigos get hit
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| What they call stilo
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| Ambulance is on the way
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| They left his body frío
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| Now that’s a hit
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| Keep it gangsta just like Al Pacino or Rob De Niro
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| Ball like I rob casinos, frío
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| Just came through town with a flock of perico
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| bout to take a trip to Puerto Rico
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| Cubano stilo, Cubans on my wrist & Louis V low
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| Chicks popping it for me though
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| Saying ay papi, jock me, it’s in top
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| top on em leaving em wet like tsunamis
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| Zoom mami, mov sloppy
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| And putting the moves on me calinte
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| But tonight I need that frío
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| Ice cold from my drip
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| That’s frío
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| Homie came across the border with them kilos
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| They wonder why their girl be jockin
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| Ask your girl cause she knows
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| Cold game, everything on me is frío
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| Enemigos get hit
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| What they call stilo
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| Ambulance is on the way
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| They left his body frío
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| Now that’s a hit
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| Keep it gangsta just like Al Pacino or Rob De Niro
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| Ball like I rob casinos, frío
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| Enemies lay down, this is homework
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| Wanted my own money so I had to get my own work (fuck that shit)
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| Scarface of Baton Rouge, that’s some Al Pacino
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| Mob nigga but I ain’t going out like Bugsy Siegel (fuck that)
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| Too many change, looking like the Vegas strip
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| They just came across the border, major flip
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| I’m real steel you’re a paper clip
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| I got a FN on top of this Louis
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| This is major grip
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| Get your money homie never slip
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| Make your bitch fly packs in like a veteran
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| All my niggas sippin' medicine
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| Never doze off when you hustling
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| Nigga keep your K
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| Wonder why your girl jocking
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| Cause I make it look so good that she hooked
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| Put her in my book
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| Most these niggas rapping coke
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| They can’t even cook
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| I kill and flip a kilo
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| Goodfellas, Rob De Niro
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| Ice cold from my drip
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| That’s frío
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| Homie came across the border with them kilos
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| They wonder why their girl be jockin
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| Ask your girl cause she knows
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| Cold game, everything on me is frío
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| Enemigos get hit
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| What they call stilo
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| Ambulance is on the way
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| They left his body frío
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| Now that’s a hit
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| Keep it gangsta just like Al Pacino or Rob De Niro
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| Ball like I rob casinos, frío
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| Yeah we gon' ball on em
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| A hundred shooters in the cut
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| They don’t want no problems
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| Ambulance on the scene
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| Knock the soul out em
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| If homicide, wrap em up
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| They won’t do no talking
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| I’m from by the border
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| We can hit up chico
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| I’m talking bodies
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| I’m talking shipments
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| We don’t do meet ups
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| If its brackin'
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| We play ball like Derek Jeter
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| Keep it gangsta like Al Pacino
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| I keep a heater
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| We in these streets
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| We get it poppin'
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| Say you got word
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| Say you the plug
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| But what you talking
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| Aye my migo
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| Said he got crates of a dozen eagles
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| My migo, said he got kilos of pure perico
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| And we gon' cop it all
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| If that price right
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| Yeah that little bitch is bad
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| But what the grind like?
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| We run a plan
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| My shooters is in your blindside
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| I’m doing skits for the gang
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| Even in the limelight, damn
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| Ice cold from my drip
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| That’s frío
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| Homie came across the border with them kilos
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| They wonder why their girl be jockin
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| Ask your girl cause she knows
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| Cold game, everything on me is frío
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| Enemigos get hit
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| What they call stilo
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| Ambulance is on the way
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| They left his body frío
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| Now that’s a hit
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| Keep it gangsta just like Al Pacino or Rob De Niro
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| Ball like I rob casinos, frío |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Frio , by - Mr. Criminal. Song from the album Soldier to a Boss, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп