Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Summer

In with the legendary DJ Kay Slay

trust your aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my gangstas

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

Another day (yeah,) time (yeah)
But the old story's told
Even when warm outside
streets can get so cold
Gotta love the game ain't no love
And that ain't gon' change
Gotta trust aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my understand

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

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

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

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