s13 (cge) - the cold room - [s1.e9] lyrics
sebz beats baby
elevate, this sounds mad
ayy tweeko mixed this you know?
it sound’s cold
[verse: s13]
you don’t know how a deadman looks
two bells get put in the whoosh or a hole in one like tiger woods
scary sight when we slide in hoods
don’t care about age or number, flex with dem get put in the wood
thank allah every day for my freedom anytime a man gotta cut through the hood
cut my nails, burn my boogs
crash the dots off broad day bait, now i’m miles away and i’m choppin’ dinners
he ain’t done no sh+t for me so i burnt his bridge like we burnt these dingers
sweet one said i smile too much, she don’t know the real reason i’m grinnin’
spot him, got him, now it’s good riddance
holding the 12 with ease
if you can’t handle the side+by+side, you can’t even chat to my younger g’s
i put stainless steel in guts and it’s two hands firm when i’m aiming the heat
scotland yard keep taking my team so you know every time it’s free cb, and every time it’s free tt
just seen another opp boy in a vid, like, how you gonna rap with the driest blade, and you ain’t blazed no skin?
nah akh, all jokes aside, big man ting, you’re taking the p+ss
i ain’t even got started on the guy you say “long live”
he’s in a rizz, go to the grave he’s p+ssed
take his name out your insta bio and go to the job centre you pr+ck
cah this ain’t the life you want, studio time just got to the kid
cuz first when it comes to business, on my bro could never make drinks
on sight any time i see them, couldn’t give a toss in front of the cids
squeeze first, splash faster
why you think that i scream “sf”?
free saggy, with a brucky, got him on the wing like his name is perez
i love a verbal, that’s correct
but i don’t do this for the net
got the drop, on his barbers
the next thing my man got cheffed
how’s my name getting put in tunes?
i really don’t understand
years ago, i did get bored
then three bodies frozen in wonderland
just got bail for an am in bridge, got knicked
’cause somethin’ else got splashed
me and cb kicked back, used to laugh and think about how [?] did the dash
solicitor telling me to lie low
my mum thinks she gave birth to a psycho
i’d think that we worked for the council the way we turned [?] to a lie though
nuff man got put on the knife though, more than a few got fill up with bine though
don’t slip with a b+tch or just for a drink, that’s a one way trip to the sky homes
you’re a b+tch, you know, i know
bruck the back, sn+tch a soul
could be archin’, could be blastin’
either way, gotta go
n+ggas know, ’bout i
swing my knife, bang my pole
n+ggas know
gotta go
bang!
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