Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Summer

In with the legendary DJ Kay Slay

Gotta trust your aim 'cause ain't no
All my understand

up the premises, I been a dick
Ain't beneficial, I'm 'bout to your nemesis
the buildin' when I come through
Evaluate your feelin's I come 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 know responsibility weighin' on my shoulders
always the coldest
Niggas do you dirty the projects
Twenty-five? you are the oldest
This is the feelin' you get you ride
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 story's
Even when it's outside
These can get so cold
Gotta the game 'cause ain't no love
And ain't gon' never change
Gotta trust aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my gangstas

Champagne liquor, of Bape slippers
Blue for the dollar, I'm in Pittsburgh
Mac with rings, bitch, I'm Derek Fisher
Ballin' super hard, you can the swisher
'S no one I met hard as I do
It's like I never even a fucking dollar
I'm a genius though, you can my IQ
Y'all lookin' stupid when you pop fucking collar
Take a breath, a toast
I seen the Devil tryna my soul
But he ain't 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' bitches a "D" like we was back at
But that's only if they got that bad

day (yeah,) different time (yeah)
But the same old story's
Even it's warm outside
These 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 gangstas

Kept it street with you has beens, they entertainers
Yet going dumb, they go to buggin' you for favors
Talk behind your back by telling women they made ya
Scared of the slum, I be in 'em broken bottles
Go to whippin' throttle, bending corners in the
Did it like he's TIP, pull a click, recline 'em
Cold summer, swimmin' in the with piranhas
GRR like Eminem bitch I ain't never my mama
Changed on the 1st, born wasn't shit
Sayin' everytime she at me all she see is dis
A nigga on his dick scared to help with the (why?)
Said she love me, I don't ever get the to tell her shit
Cryin' on the inside, through the fence
Looking up to ballers, often I reminisce
to the stars, I go hard with the bricks
Flip 'em 1 to 2, pass 'em the rock, make an (score)
Feel MoneyMakingMitch, pure shooter, I don't miss
Kill 'em bout whatever, bet not ever get it
Bitch you say you love to suck another nigga dick it real
Get the money, ain't no sense in actin'
Did a bid, home then made her fuck him in front me
Back to back, makin' all assumptions
Now we goin' far but you back from travelin' outta states
you other bitches​ hate back in the country
Record saw why I had to fuck with who love me
And this WCW, Love to cheat on her
She from Colorado, she die with niggas who
While her fake was in prison, two stuffed in the cutty
Ball runnin' trains on her and her buddies
get depicted you hated me over nothin', motherfucker

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