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lirik lagu mozzy - cold summer

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[intro]
june, another cold summer, shooter gang doin’ numbers

[hook]
cold gunner, another cold summer
carry the thing lookin’ like it hold a whole hundred
a whole hundred, whole hundred
carry the thing lookin’ like it hold a whole hundred
cold gunner, another cold summer
carry the thing lookin’ like it hold a whole hundred
a whole hundred, whole hundred
carry the thing lookin’ like it hold a whole hundred
[verse 1]
another cold summer, shooter gang doing numbers
smoking cherry pot, chewin’ raspberry mambas
gold foil candles, gonna f-ck the homie b-tch bruh
real n-gg-, that’s the only thing i told the b-tch
used to swerve stolen whips
now we in the only whips
pink slip, ownership
lately i’ve been on my sh-t
how we ‘posed to call you big bruh and you ain’t showed the sh-t
hit for 20 p’s and you ain’t throw the little homie sh-t
self incrimination for you statement, shouldn’t of told ’em sh-t
sleepin’ in that p-ssy -ss home, tank cold as sh-t
food h-lla cold and sh-t
ain’t no hangin’ on the fence
n-gg-s really die behind this politics you up against
food h-lla cold and sh-t
ain’t no bangin’ on the fence
n-gg-s really die behind this gangsta sh-t you up against
polluted oxygen, lookin’ for the opposite
slidin’ to the esophagus, knockin’ at your occupants

[hook]
cold gunner, another cold summer
carry the thing lookin’ like it hold a whole hundred
a whole hundred, whole hundred
carry the thing lookin’ like it hold a whole hundred
cold gunner, another cold summer
carry the thing lookin’ like it hold a whole hundred
a whole hundred, whole hundred
carry the thing lookin’ like it hold a whole hundred

[verse 2]
you can’t love me, can’t yank nothin’ from me
revenue recovered, tryna take some from me
hit the n-gg- skeme like “where you at?”
them n-gg-s in oklahoma got pure act’
on top of that
i got a couple of them drillin’ with me
pray for killer city, that’s the iller city
i f-ck with blue bang when i’m in the city
gps on my ankle in a different city
mcm bookbag, it’s all 50 in me
tear this b-tch up if they don’t let and my n-gg-s in it
n-gg- f-ck your baby momma, i ain’t want the b-tch
thought i locked her in but double pump faked on the b-tch
h-ll gang ain’t the gang you should go against
double check the door, he just making sure it’s appropriate
lately i’ve been going heavy on these opiates
nowadays god watchin’ n-gg-s you be smokin’ with

[hook]
cold gunner, another cold summer
carry the thing lookin’ like it hold a whole hundred
a whole hundred, whole hundred
carry the thing lookin’ like it hold a whole hundred
cold gunner, another cold summer
carry the thing lookin’ like it hold a whole hundred
a whole hundred, whole hundred
carry the thing lookin’ like it hold a whole hundred


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