Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Summer

In here with the DJ Kay Slay

Gotta trust aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my gangstas

up the premises, I been a dick
Ain't beneficial, I'm to issue your nemesis
Evacuate the when I come through
Evaluate your feelin's I come through
marks and gun smoke stories
OGs reminisce and glory
She said, "Nigga I'm you make a way out
Before I this Mac-11 do it for me"
I responsibility weighin' down on my shoulders
Summertime the coldest
Niggas do you dirty the projects
Twenty-five? you are the oldest
This is the feelin' you get you ride
Till the fall off and there's no mo' drive
I see the fear when I in your eyes
execute or x out and expire

Another day (yeah,) time (yeah)
But the same old story's
when it's warm outside
These streets can get so
Gotta love the game ain't no love
And that gon' never change
Gotta your aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my understand

Champagne liquor, pair of Bape
collar for the dollar, I'm in Pittsburgh
Young Mac with rings, bitch, I'm Fisher
Ballin' hard, you can smell the swisher
'S no one I met workin' as I do
It's like I never even made a dollar
I'm a though, you can check my IQ
Y'all lookin' stupid you pop your fucking collar
Take a breath, a toast
I seen the tryna take 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, that's bad
For all you who be talkin' shit to act a fool
Givin' a "D" like we was back at school
But that's only if they got that bad

Another day (yeah,) time (yeah)
But the same old story's
when it's warm outside
These can get so cold
Gotta love the game 'cause ain't no
And that gon' never change
Gotta trust your aim 'cause ain't no
All my understand

Kept it with you has beens, they just entertainers
Yet they're going dumb, go to buggin' you for favors
Talk behind your back by telling that they made ya
of the slum, I be in 'em like broken bottles
Go to whippin' throttle, bending in the bottom
Did it like he's TIP, a click, then recline 'em
Cold summer, swimmin' in the puddle with
GRR like Eminem bitch I ain't never knew my
Changed on the 1st, born father wasn't
everytime she gaze at me all she see is dis
A nigga on his dick scared to with the rent (why?)
she love me, I don't ever get the nerve to tell her shit
Cryin' on the inside, through the fence
Looking up to ballers, time I reminisce
Prayin' to the stars, I go hard the bricks
Flip 'em 1 to 2, pass 'em the rock, an assist (score)
like MoneyMakingMitch, pure shooter, I don't miss
Kill 'em whatever, bet not ever get it bent
Bitch you say you love to suck another nigga dick kept it
Get the money, ain't no in actin' funny
Did a bid, home then made her fuck him in front me
Back to back, cold-heart all assumptions
Now we goin' far but you back from travelin' outta states
While you other bitches​ 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 who thuggin'
While her fake was in prison, two niggas in the cutty
Ball runnin' trains on her and her buddies
Picture get depicted you hated me over nothin',

Trust your aim 'cause no trust
All my understand
Another day, time
But the same old story's
when it's warm outside
These streets can get so
Gotta the game 'cause ain't no love
And that ain't gon' never
trust your aim 'cause ain't no trust
All my understand