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Cold Gangsta Lyrics

Part I

[Intro: Yo Gotti]
(June, you're a genius)
Do What We Want Entertainment
And Can't Be f*cked With Incorporated
Smack a Nigga Ass LLC

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
I'm on some cold gangster shit, I might get blocked out the industry (I am)
Ain't wifin' no hoes, no couple goals (Can't do it), and still don't feel my enemies (I am)
Ain't squashin' no beef, I'm fryin' it (Hibachi)
If it's 'bout the money, I'm tryin' it (I'm tryin', I am)
The price went high, it's thirty a brick (What 'evs)
Water been tight, flyin' in (Whoosh)
Let's say goodbye to the ghetto (Hello, hello) and welcome to wealth, 90210 (Real bitch)
Behind the gates, Mulholland Estates, I might turn this bitch to the trap though (Let's get it)
Ayy, there go the neighborhood, neighbors been bitching 'cause they heard the Lamb' in the driveway
At one in the morning, disturbing the peace, it sound like a plane when I drive 'way
Might park the Rolls on the lawn (Lawn)
f*ck it, ain't got no alarm (For what?)
New Richard Mille on my arm (Factory)
I'm a king, you a pawn (Nigga)
I'm a legend, 2Pac, Biggie, Big Pun, Wu, Raekwon (I am)
New M's to the city, in Detroit more than Big Sean (Facts)
I'm on some cold gangster shit, I got a lil' bitch on the westside
Couple lil' hitters from South Memphis and another lil' hitter from the eastside
I can adapt to the pain (Pain), I understand the poverty (Poor)
Why would I let a record label f*ck over us when I did the robberies? (Never gon' happen)
They told me watch what I say in these raps (Why?) 'fore they f*ck around, sentence me
And you better watch what you say out your mouth (Shh) whenever you mention me (Pew, pew)
You not relatable
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I'm a street nigga and that's not debatable
Tryna buy loyalty, that's not available
I got a hundred 'round dick on this AR and I hold it stable-ble
Part II

[Verse 2: 42 Dugg]
All my bitches bad, tens, bitch on me, so what? (f*ck on)
Ho gave he head in the Benz (Yeah), bitch wanna f*ck in this truck (Helluva made this beat baby)
Yeah, and I f*ck her friends, shit, long as she down, I'm up
Bitch, don't ask my name, I'm doggy
Get the head twice, don't call me
Heard she got fire, I'm stalking
Beat her ass down in the office
Make her hit the highway with beans
Lean, weed, drank

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