Cold Flow
• Ich erzähl' dir Geschichte aus dem Hof
• Wo meine Jungs haben kein Angst vor dem Tod
• Die Straße läuft aus wie crack aus dem Topf
• Wagwan Choppa, pe zonă sa unit brigada
• What's good bruva, UK Germany se umple strada
• A1A ca NASA, să moară fata venim peste voi 300 in Sparta
• N-am venit pe cai hata, da caii sub capotă îți sparge fața
• Ayo Choppa, am 100 de gloanțe-n round clip gata
• E încărcat tre să spargem gheața
• Vibrează cartierul vibrează stradaaa
• De la atâta marfă bună pizda te-a lăsat ne face nouă clanța
• Bani palmați în TNs, ia cu lămâie poate îți trece greața
• Cali kush haze, peste oraș se lasă ceața (uffff)
• In fiecare zi, kile peste kile trec granița (oh shit)
• Beste Quali vino la noi, fratele poate garanta (one hunny)
• Controlăm toată marfa, la noi este ambasada
• London e punctul unde se topește ciocolata (hash)
• Stăm mereu sub radar, nu ne place joaca (nuu)
• Și dacă se toarnă garda întoarcem strada (încodată)
• Nu sacada, ai greșit îți sparg arcada
• Nu ne vindem sufletul ne vindem marfa (yes sir)
• Business man for life, scoate Glocku, scoate barda (Ahh)
• Punem cocaină pe rană ca-n Olanda (uhh)
• Sare strada, sare strada, bulangiilor pentru voi am pregătit ambuscada (ambuscada)
Double down when I'm copping the grub
Hit a Ball and a Cue like a game in the pub
I don't know about these bruddaz
But I know that I love
How the game feels when a nigga raking the funds
Got her wrapped around my pinky
Coz she thinks I'm a thug
I love trapping she loves trappers
So we getting along
I been a beast up in the streets
We Got the smoke like a bong
They call me Kevin I got hart
When Im riding along
Riding like von
Hit him from the ride and I'm gone
Dey ain't been around the violence when it's all going off
Dey ain't really been about it there just seasonal oops
Smoke like I'm pop but we need a 9 on the block
There a difference between you and me
I was fully on road had them knees in the streets
Had to cut the robbers off like I'm cutting some keys
Fast forward I'm cutting some keys
And not the typa keys that you put in ya jeans
I mean that typa shit that's attracting the fiends
Tryna get the dirty to flip it back to clean
But these likkle men on road do not know what I mean
I got stabbed in my leg had to chill for a sec
I'll be waiting till my death just to get my revenge
Or maybe I should work and kill em with success
I dunno its just thought from a man in the ends
• Wo meine Jungs haben kein Angst vor dem Tod
• Die Straße läuft aus wie crack aus dem Topf
• Wagwan Choppa, pe zonă sa unit brigada
• What's good bruva, UK Germany se umple strada
• A1A ca NASA, să moară fata venim peste voi 300 in Sparta
• N-am venit pe cai hata, da caii sub capotă îți sparge fața
• Ayo Choppa, am 100 de gloanțe-n round clip gata
• E încărcat tre să spargem gheața
• Vibrează cartierul vibrează stradaaa
• De la atâta marfă bună pizda te-a lăsat ne face nouă clanța
• Bani palmați în TNs, ia cu lămâie poate îți trece greața
• Cali kush haze, peste oraș se lasă ceața (uffff)
• In fiecare zi, kile peste kile trec granița (oh shit)
• Beste Quali vino la noi, fratele poate garanta (one hunny)
• Controlăm toată marfa, la noi este ambasada
• London e punctul unde se topește ciocolata (hash)
• Stăm mereu sub radar, nu ne place joaca (nuu)
• Și dacă se toarnă garda întoarcem strada (încodată)
• Nu sacada, ai greșit îți sparg arcada
• Nu ne vindem sufletul ne vindem marfa (yes sir)
• Business man for life, scoate Glocku, scoate barda (Ahh)
• Punem cocaină pe rană ca-n Olanda (uhh)
• Sare strada, sare strada, bulangiilor pentru voi am pregătit ambuscada (ambuscada)
Double down when I'm copping the grub
Hit a Ball and a Cue like a game in the pub
I don't know about these bruddaz
But I know that I love
How the game feels when a nigga raking the funds
Got her wrapped around my pinky
Coz she thinks I'm a thug
I love trapping she loves trappers
So we getting along
I been a beast up in the streets
We Got the smoke like a bong
They call me Kevin I got hart
When Im riding along
Riding like von
Hit him from the ride and I'm gone
Dey ain't been around the violence when it's all going off
Dey ain't really been about it there just seasonal oops
Smoke like I'm pop but we need a 9 on the block
There a difference between you and me
I was fully on road had them knees in the streets
Had to cut the robbers off like I'm cutting some keys
Fast forward I'm cutting some keys
And not the typa keys that you put in ya jeans
I mean that typa shit that's attracting the fiends
Tryna get the dirty to flip it back to clean
But these likkle men on road do not know what I mean
I got stabbed in my leg had to chill for a sec
I'll be waiting till my death just to get my revenge
Or maybe I should work and kill em with success
I dunno its just thought from a man in the ends
Credits
Writer(s): George-bogdan Pruteanu, Rashard Lee
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