Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Nights In Boston

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

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

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

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

BASEDGOD

Playing I ain't talking about woody, mother fucker

BASEDGOD

again imma cough cause I'm so sick!

(x2)

Shouts out to the Beantown
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New whatup
New York
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Cincinatti
what it do
Arkansas
Carolina whatup
Carolina
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Cold Nights In

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