| I be their topic of discussion
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| Long beard, they love him
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| Lumberjack button to the top
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| Sway shoes, away of you on the watch
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| Time ticking slower through these boulders
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| Rolling through these quarters
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| Blue dream aroma from the pot
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| My new thing is right and I think a lot
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| Just shot all the inspiration for
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| I can see them hating, that ain’t nothing new dog
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| I’ve seen it before the hue blow in that old school too dog
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| I was just ignoring it, five speed, flooring it
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| The dream, I was exploring it
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| Tryna live enormous in a farm house
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| Tall spouse also S Thompsonish
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| Wrote a lot of consciousness
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| Now I’m just mobbing with them gangsta kids where lamas grip
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| Down to protect me if the drama’s thick
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| Kamikaze bomb the end slash philanthropist
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| Always speak to God but the devil they be dancing with
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| Under the pale moon light my Star Trek took flight
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| So anyone tryna shoot me down my niggas gon handle it
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| Pitch black, one candle lit
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| Praying for these niggas that wish me bad and can’t handle it
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| I wrote my own manuscript
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| Follow no rules, nigga I’m cool
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| I’m cooler than the polar bear’s toe nails
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| Oh hell, there we go again
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| Weed smoke in the wind
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| 15 inch red line spin
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| Nigga I’m not kiddin'
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| About what you talkin' 'bout
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| Nigga I’m cool
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| Don’t want what you sellin'
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| Nigga I’m cool
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| I can put you on the game
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| But nigga I’m cool
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| I ain’t tryna side with lames
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| Nigga I’m cool
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| They fantasize about my life style
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| If they could kill me right now for everything I write down
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| They would do it, no hesi
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| Now that I found love like the lake great heavy
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| It’s a fine line to every money endeavor
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| See I’ve been cold
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| No sweater when I’m locked in
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| And focused, I’m a go go getter
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| I’ve been told no better
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| I am one with a vendetta
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| I ain’t letting up nigga, it’s your passion in my heart
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| Right next to that dark hole that’s leading to my cold shoulders
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| All a part of the man that stayed sharp
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| All my pees and queues
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| X-ing out your marks, niggas better dot
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| When I get to throwing shells like Mario Cart
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| I may even hit your head or go straight to your heart
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| I’m send you off the bed, I ain’t waiting on dark
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| And I’m a do it myself, I ain’t waiting on dark
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| Got the nerves look at me funny like I’m hatin' on y’all
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| Like I’m supposed to stand here and take the fall
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| But Tony told me all I got is my word and my balls
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| And Scarface told me I was invincible dog
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| I’m cooler than the polar bear’s toe nails
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| Oh hell, there we go again
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| Weed smoke in the wind
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| 15 inch red line spin
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| Nigga I’m not kiddin'
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| About what you talkin' 'bout
|
| Nigga I’m cool
|
| Don’t want what you sellin'
|
| Nigga I’m cool
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| I can put you on the game
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| But nigga I’m cool
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| I ain’t tryna side with lames
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| Nigga I’m cool |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cold , by - Stalley. Song from the album Savage Journey To The American Dream, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп