Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Summer

In with the legendary DJ Kay Slay

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

up the premises, I been a dick
Ain't beneficial, I'm 'bout to issue your
Evacuate the when I come 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 know responsibility down on my shoulders
Summertime the coldest
do you dirty like the projects
Twenty-five? Then you are the
This is the feelin' you get when you
the wheels fall off and there's no mo' drive
I see the fear I look in your eyes
execute or x out and expire

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

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

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

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

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