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frio flames - cold world lyrics

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[intro]
it’s frio flames up in the building
look
came out the dirt, out the ghetto my youngins out in the night bustin’ ’em slugs
my homies ain’t feelin’ well so i’m prayin’ to god

[hook]
it’s a cold world and we came out the mud (aye)
came out the dirt, out the ghetto my youngins out in the night bustin’ ’em slugs
still ain’t rockin’ with opps
my homies ain’t feelin’ well so i’m prayin’ to god
i don’t even ask for a lot
let my homies survive in these blocks

[verse]
little heaters in the trunk of the sedan
i don’t want the peanuts i want the big bag, the tinted window bulletproof beamеr
biggie styled piecеs of jesus
and a patek, ain’t no g+shock
my chains all freeze+up
big bunda treeshas
and my homies out the jailhouse
i got my hood in control
you won’t catch me lackin’
22+inch rims when i roll
b+tch, we’re strapped with mac+10s
shootin’ two threes ain’t no ball
shots precise like stephen’s
one call and they’re startin’ a war
ever since i’m rappin’
b+tch, i grew up between dealers and k!llers
so you better never question my realness
cut your questions and go mind your business
f+ck all the opps, put their names on the hitlist
swinging the blades and pulling the triggers
never squash beef rather die with the sinner
notorious winners, luxurious dinners
my homies ruthless, eazy+e
opps in the air, bnb
suicidal thoughts, b.i.g
homicidal dawgs, r.i.p
they’re traumatized, ptsd
making a movie like tnt
never doubt my murder mentality
never doubt the hip+hop prodigy
[hook]
it’s a cold world and we came out the mud (aye)
came out the dirt, out the ghetto my youngins out in the night bustin’ ’em slugs
still ain’t rockin’ with opps
my homies ain’t feelin’ well so i’m prayin’ to god
i don’t even ask for a lot
let my homies survive in these blocks
it’s a cold world and we came out the mud (aye)
came out the dirt, out the ghetto my youngins out in the night bustin’ ’em slugs
still ain’t rockin’ with opps
my homies ain’t feelin’ well so i’m prayin’ to god
i don’t even ask for a lot
let my homies survive in these blocks



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