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Testo The Cold Room - S1 - E6 - A92 feat. Mixtape Madness & Tweeko

Testo della canzone The Cold Room - S1 - E6 (A92 feat. Mixtape Madness & Tweeko), tratta dall'album The Cold Room - S1 - E6 - Single

Elevate, this mix sounds mad
Ay, Tweeko mixed this, you know, it sounds cold
I just passed it to bro and he moved that
Used that, put another boy in his 2-pack
Make bread so the gang still stack
No lack, no cap, get bun in my pack
Dressed in black like Jack
Get shots like Yak
Beef gang, get one in your back
Chilo, two sav, we the get-back gang
Popgun, make the guns dem bang
They said I'm famous, star in the making
Tryna put M's on my mummy's savings
Flicks and paigons, ain't no grazing
Suh got yucked and left on the pavement
They're lucky I ain't no producer
'Cause in the streets, man's got most placements
If I hole in your bro like a doughnut
Then I go buss your girl, no blazing
Been a fortnight and the opps ain't rid back
Storm on their block, tryna find more yutes
Two dot, two dot, dots, no ratio
Bruck down dingers, reverse that, put him in the boot
Fling man in my back straps and I back straps
If I back straps, I'mma aim and shoot
Send man to the doctor's, mixed up veins
If you don't duck when the toy goes boom
If you don't duck when the toy goes boom
Haha, you know I don't play by the rules
'015 In the field with a Rambo
Mummy didn't know I was playing with tools
'016, I was live in the bando
Elastic bands and rocket fuel
I don't wanna hear that the opps got guns
'Cause really and truly, the boys don't shoot
And your mans get set and I won't come last
Wrong wrong move and I let that blast
Alhamdulillah to my Muslim paigons
You can get chinged while you're on your fast
Went OT with a four-and-a-half
Young G made back like four-and-a-half
Can't slide to my block 'cause we're tearing guys
Or we're going on grinds without hoodie and mask
Countless rides with my latex on
Usain Bolt when I see a boy run
Do a Tiger Woods, put a hole in one
Fuck Snapchat, come crash back their talk
Bare talk on my niggas, it's cool
Ain't slid back or rode for your goon
And wagwan for that YC yute
Seen him live in the flesh and he click on mute
Uh, Shh got yinged like twice
Big A could've lost his life
No way, no way they can talk on my guys
Bro's out tryna switch off lights
And he's on the next block tryna build his line
No time for the stupid 9s
See the opp boys talk, get smoked by the.9
Do it for the gang and do it for my guys
Avengers on the block, no tinting
On the opp blocks where the gang keep touring
Spill that, see how his juice keep pouring
Attempt 10K, have your marje mourning
Yo, back out the smoke and light up the strip like Pompeii
Put 'em in the air like Jordan
Juice man's bad, Calypso
Turn him tobacco with my Ramzy, no Gordon
Turn a man handicap, no cap
And I cap man's wig and my 2s get handy
Glide 'round there on wheels, no handy
I got two legs like Champions League
Live a sweet life, man are sweet like candy
Fill up the mash with sweets, no candy
Sweet one, suck on my K, no candy
I ain't tryna beat that, 'llow that beat
She rude and dead, can't fuck with me
Real bad boy, don't run up on me
My bro got caught at a messy scene
Still saying no words like Mr. Bean
I've been outside with my 92 team
Pop them girls, better move those feet
Drill and bang, done that and repeat
Jump out gang, let the guns dem beat
I done drills in a four-door whip
Tryna off man's wig like a black girl coming on slow
Bring a man's insides out when I ying that
Turn a man inside out, get poked
I really move weight on the streets
See an opp on the street
Lift him up in the air, no joke
Sleep on the gang 'til we pull up and make
Man sleep on a hospital bed, stay woke
Make man run out the block like chicken
Me, I'm well known for the main road drillings
I still take that risk for my siblings
I don't even cook, but I roll with my kitchen
Finger twitching, the opps, I'm billing
If the thing goes baow three times, good riddance
Never chose this life, this life chose me
So I pray to the Lord, man's sinning



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Writer(s): A92 A92, Aaron Richard H Simpson, Spencer Anthony Joseph Brown
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