Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Nights In Boston

(x2)
Cold nights in Boston, awesome
Bitch, I need my money, that's to mother.
You don't cut the damn check, I'm finna make shit
No love, I'm finna that shit

(Verse 1)
Got so much honor, thats why I get over
Sitting on the stove, thinking about boulders
Cooking up, you up, and I ain't talking about folgers
Ain't never sold a rock, I'm bringing you closer.
My back against the wall, my perfect
wanna ask for my number, let me see your face
Why you say you love me, you love my fame
You ain't had a dad, so you play that game
You ain't never had a mom, so you got no
back to your past, it was so fucked up.
Fast forward to the that your boy lucked up
Record deal out the hood, never heard of
When you hot wanna suck your dick
you down everybody wanna fuck your bitch
When you sick, everybody to see you suffer
Thats when I keep the nine tucked on I'm Ed Lover you fucking bitch!

You feel me? I keep nine, come on son I'm Ed Lover

(Verse 2)
Plan to think, think to
strikes in the jail its a wrap my man.
Cold nights in Boston, awesome
Metaphor to my life, every day costing
You dont got a jet, man Jay I'm proud you got it
Bought my mom a cause I damn sure got it
A lot of rappers sneak diss, bet you is pussy
When I say I play with toys, I ain't talking woody.
More things in my house pull ya whole coupe
When you walk with them peacoat and a small bag
No time for second guesses, I do I flake
Its no suckers in my clique, only dimes with
Its no money in the kitchen, but they paint picture
Taking lives for you boys cause it's that realer
Any time I it shot, I can do it myself
It's no love in the only guns and hell

BASEDGOD

Playing toys I ain't talking about woody, fucker

VELLI

Once imma cough cause I'm so sick!

(x2)

Shouts out to the baby
Boston
New Jersey
New whatup
Upstate
Cincinatti
Ohio it do
wassup
North Carolina
whatup
Maine

Cold In Boston

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