Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song COLD AT NIGHT, artist - SlayterDate of issue: 26.03.2020
Song language: English
COLD AT NIGHT |
| It gets cold at night |
| Yeah, and I only pop out after dark |
| They told they killed my mans |
| Who would of thought? |
| They told they killed my mans |
| It hurt my hurt heart (It hurt my hurt heart) |
| It broke my heart, it broke my heart, it broke my heart |
| Now all the time I got murder on my mind |
| Got a thick yellow bitch telling me it’s going to be fine |
| I told her fuck that cause I’m riding 'bout mine |
| Nike Tech pants, Glock in my waistline (Facts!) |
| And I ain’t satisfied 'til his killer flatline |
| Lay him in the ground trace him with the white lines |
| I promise you little nigga you ain’t really hard to find (For real) |
| I promise you little nigga when I catch you gon' die (You gon' die) |
| Finger on the trigger as I look him in the eye (In the eye) |
| Finger on the trigger as I… |
| Having conversations with the devil on my shoulder |
| We gon' catch the nigga lacking and it’s over (Yea it’s over) |
| I was in backseat of the Benz with the whole gang |
| And I think that I seen him in a blue Toyota |
| (Damn that’s that nigga right there) |
| I told the driver get closer (Pull up) |
| We gon' to catch the nigga right there (Oh there he go) |
| Really I don’t got no fear (Never) |
| At the red light, we gon' leave him dead |
| It gets cold at night |
| Yeah, and I only pop out after dark |
| They told they killed my mans |
| Who would of thought? |
| They told they killed my mans |
| It hurt my hurt heart (It hurt my hurt heart) |
| It broke my heart, it broke my heart, it broke my heart |
| Now all the time I got murder on my mind |
| Got a thick yellow bitch telling me it’s going to be fine |
| I told her fuck that cause I’m riding 'bout mine |
| Nike Tech pants, Glock in my waistline |
| Stood ten toes down on some shit you left behind |
| Had to pick them wars up just cause I’m from Seven Nine |
| Picking swords up, I saw up my brother Nine |
| 8 A.M. |
| and be there clip reload another nine |
| Remember the other time, this shit can reconcile |
| Snake your brother, that’s your style, I got to check your smile |
| You put that pistol down when homie die you fucking coward |
| Kill one of mines and theirs were dead in like another hour |
| The first time you squeeze the trigger, feel that rush of power |
| Now there’s voices in your head while you taking showers |
| Kill tech got a bane reach you from a tower |
| Put that bitch out on his back like a Eddie Bauer |
| Nigga we with all that, he ain’t street, that’s all rap |
| Never killed, that’s call cap, all bap |
| They can’t see me cause my hat tilt |
| See me with your cat pelt |
| Momma holding roses in a black quilt |
| It gets cold at night |
| Yeah, and I only pop out after dark |
| They told they killed my mans |
| Who would of thought? |
| They told they killed my mans |
| It hurt my hurt heart (It hurt my hurt heart) |
| It broke my heart, it broke my heart, it broke my heart |
| Now all the time I got murder on my mind |
| Got a thick yellow bitch telling me it’s going to be fine |
| I told her fuck that cause I’m riding 'bout mine |
| Nike Tech pants, Glock in my waistline |