Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Nights In Boston

(x2)
Cold nights in Boston, awesome
Bitch, I my money, that's word to mother.
You cut the damn check, I'm finna make that shit
No love, I'm take that shit

(Verse 1)
Got so much honor, thats why I get fucked
Sitting on the stove, thinking about boulders
Cooking up, wake you up, and I ain't talking about
Ain't sold a rock, I'm just bringing you closer.
My back the wall, my friends perfect
They ask for my number, let me see your face
Why you say you love me, when you love my
You never had a dad, so you play that game
You ain't had a mom, so you got no love
Thinking back to past, it was so fucked up.
Fast forward to the time that your boy up
Record out the hood, nigga never heard of
When you hot wanna suck your dick
When you down everybody wanna fuck your
When you sick, glad to see you suffer
Thats when I keep the tucked come 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, to plan
strikes in the jail its a wrap my man.
Cold in Boston, jewelry awesome
Metaphor to my life, day been costing
You got a private jet, man Jay I'm proud you got it
Bought my mom a house cause I sure got it
A lot of rappers diss, bet you niggers is pussy
When I say I play with toys, I talking about woody.
More things in my pull ya whole coupe back
When you walk them peacoat 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 paint picture
Taking lives for you boys it's just that realer
Any I call it shot, I can do it myself
It's no love in the only guns and hell

VELLI

Playing toys I ain't talking about woody, mother

BASEDGOD

Once again imma cause I'm so sick!

(x2)

Shouts out to the Beantown
Boston
New whatup
New York
whatup
Cincinatti
what it do
Arkansas
North whatup
Carolina
Maine

Cold In Boston

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