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Cold Blooded

J-Dawg

Dawg House

1997

[First Verse]
Nobody want to fuck with a ghetto bastard
Except for the pastor
With a long criminal record of harassment on lil' girls
In the real

open
That's why I need me a yacht that's parked by the ocean
Never booling, always tripping
Bitch on her knees, like she really Christian
He talk hot

It goes quiet
Then it's a lil' louder
Swear if I'm the Devil
You're the Devil in a dress
When you're defiant I fear
I'm never good enough
But

feel the sunshine
All the bad days gonna disappear we out here
We out here

I feel like there's still bitches there
Open the door
A few Tatianas' that

DOA she tryna get dicked on arrival by your boy Tone lil bruh
You my jit like Jackson and I took your Gabby Union
On my Fred smith Mack pimp pick from

Started all off with the DMs.
Heart eyes and a few memes.
Shawty wanna meet,
cnd it ain't no thing.
But i gotta come clean,
I ain't one for the “fling”

love
Keep the city girl
Even carisha and j retired city girls
The streets wide open
But they just ain't for me
I rather spend it one
That's going double

Mr. Potato on the barrel
Knock his head off
Ran off on the plug
I just Skirt off
In the pussy beat it up
Just like a jerk off
I like her body bitch

never open
'Til you've read it though
Don't let your book do any kinda closing
Foreshadow for you future
'Cause life awaits foreboding
Life awaits

A Crowd Killer

Cage

Movies for the Blind

2002

I'm an anarchist, no wait, I'm an Antichrist
Couldn't find a third six of my scalp so I used a knife
Scratched it in, I'm wasted, getting trashed

jealousy even I don't drive
F*** it up f*** it up I'm so balling ya
摇钱树是我的小名
My nickname id cash cow

Hook
Put them under my feet
And under my teethunder my

Final Destination

The Underachievers

Renaissance

2017

out like Pam nigga, I ain't call a cab
New York gritty in my veins don't get ya lil' homie smacked
Blow the reefer by the pound
Propeller flying off