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phat rob - streets cold lyrics

(intro)
ok
you already know who the f+ck this is n+gga
it’s phat rob my n+gga
i just got one question
tell me why the streets cold my n+gga
sh+t get crazy out here, yeah
i don’t know man, i don’t know
i’m about to just talk about, ok

(verse)
i’m in a honda, opened up like a pair of chanclas
you said you did your business, when? n+gga please, remind us
i’m a drug dealer’s benz, you a narc’s impala
you the weakest crack coke, i’m the hardest ganja
smoking n+ggas, mind blowing go and open n+ggas
spoken words hold heat, like a holster n+gga
so stop playing with the kid it’s no toy story
i’ll have them shaking in their asics like a ghost story
it’s back to basics, back to facing my old stories
i’m gassed in racing, need racks for chasing cause hoes bore me
these hoes ain’t sh+t, these hoes they sl!ck, i’m sorry
getting cheddy, tell these n+ggas eat how it go for me
cause if you can’t break bread, n+gga you fake than
play in the spot, gated in like a play pen
2015 the spot has been taken
2016 stay tuned, it’s been reserved, you’ll see my face then
(hook)
tell me why the streets cold in the summer time
for another time, another grind’ll get the sun to shine
these actor’s hating, fabricating for an application
for an option to be passing straight in, then their mother dies
tell me why the streets cold n+gga
tell me why the streets cold, tell me why the streets cold n+gga
tell me why the streets cold n+gga
tell me why the streets cold, tell me why the streets cold n+gga

(verse)
tell me why my streets bold n+gga
young face but got the brains, and the soul of a old n+gga
you don’t know the rules on this road n+gga
if you addicted, don’t play, watch what you say on the phone n+gga
cause that’ll get your ass gone n+gga
break bones, leave your family crying cause they’re alone n+gga
tell them you lost your way home n+gga
she’s on the news screaming out, “please let my bae home n+gga”
nah, but that was your fault for thing that you grown n+gga
tu eres nada, no respecta, nothing shown n+gga
for survival you gotta unbottle your dome n+gga
open up your mind, or your mind could get blown n+gga
no n+gga, this the hood, that you shouldn’t roam n+gga
see the chrome trigger in the jacktown zone n+gga
get your wig pushed back, like a comb n+gga
wrong n+gga, got your ass stuck like a stone n+gga
(hook)
tell me why the streets cold in the summer time
for another time, another grind’ll get the sun to shine
these actor’s hating, fabricating for an application
for an option to be passing straight in, then their mother dies
tell me why the streets cold n+gga
tell me why the streets cold, tell me why the streets cold n+gga
tell me why the streets cold n+gga
tell me why the streets cold, tell me why the streets cold n+gga

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