Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Summer

In here with the DJ Kay Slay

Gotta trust your aim 'cause no trust
All my understand

Fuckin' up the premises, I a dick
Ain't beneficial, I'm to issue your nemesis
Evacuate the buildin' when I through
Evaluate your feelin's when I through
marks and gun smoke stories
OGs and show glory
She said, "Nigga I'm you make a way out
Before I make this do it for me"
I responsibility weighin' down on my shoulders
Summertime always the
Niggas do you dirty like the
Twenty-five? you are the oldest
This is the feelin' you get when you
Till the wheels off and there's no mo' drive
I see the fear when I look in your
Should execute or x out and

Another day (yeah,) time (yeah)
But the same old told
Even when warm outside
streets can get so cold
Gotta love the 'cause ain't no love
And that ain't never change
trust your aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my understand

Champagne liquor, of Bape slippers
collar for the dollar, I'm in Pittsburgh
Young Mac with rings, bitch, I'm Derek
Ballin' super hard, you can smell the
'S no one I met workin' as I do
It's like I never even a fucking dollar
I'm a though, you can check my IQ
Y'all lookin' stupid when you pop fucking collar
Take a breath, a toast
I seen the Devil tryna take my
But he ain't gon' touch he can't control
This some for thought, you can get a plate to go
Me and Kendrick on a track, man, bad news
For all you who be talkin' shit to act a fool
Givin' a "D" like we was back at school
But that's only if got that bad attitude

Another day (yeah,) different (yeah)
But the same old story's
Even when warm outside
streets can get so cold
Gotta love the game 'cause ain't no
And that ain't gon' never
Gotta trust aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my understand

Kept it street with you has beens, just entertainers
Yet they're going dumb, go to buggin' you for favors
behind your back by telling women that they made ya
Scared of the slum, I be in 'em like bottles
Go to whippin' throttle, bending in the bottom
Did it like he's TIP, pull a click, recline 'em
summer, swimmin' in the puddle with piranhas
GRR like Eminem I ain't never knew my mama
Changed on the 1st, born father shit
Sayin' she gaze at me all she see is dis
A nigga on his scared to help with the rent (why?)
Said she love me, I don't ever get the to tell her shit
on the inside, lookin' through the fence
Looking up to ballers, often time I
Prayin' to the stars, I go with the bricks
Flip 'em 1 to 2, pass 'em the rock, an assist (score)
Feel like MoneyMakingMitch, pure shooter, I don't
Kill 'em whatever, bet not ever get it bent
Bitch you say you love to suck another nigga kept it real
Get the money, ain't no sense in funny
Did a bid, came then made her fuck him in front me
Back to back, makin' all assumptions
Now we goin' far but you came back from outta states
While you other hate back in the country
deals saw why I had to fuck with who love me
And this WCW, Love to on her husband
She from Colorado, she die with who thuggin'
While her fake was in prison, two niggas stuffed in the
Ball players runnin' trains on her and her
Picture get depicted you hated me nothin', motherfucker

Trust aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my gangstas
day, different time
But the same old told
Even when it's warm
These streets can get so
Gotta love the game 'cause no love
And ain't gon' never change
Gotta trust your aim 'cause no trust
All my gangstas