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Yeah
Yeah
Drop this s**t
Okay
Ya'know
Over here it get cold
You better have thermo
Under the hoodie
That's under the snorkel
Pair of gloves
Two pair of socks
Sweat pants under your jeans
Know what I mean
Neck scarf tied over my face
Those the hood ear muffs I'm a lace
Any one of you throw you in the bubble boosts
None of that tight s**t that's too uncomfortable
I can't feel timbs maybe chuckers
So I can kick your mouth and end the discussion
It sounds violent but not reckless
Now that n***a he reached for my necklace
So I gave him a piece of the business
When I caught him in the face with the boots
Better run from my troops
Better play dead when I shoot
If he get that far cause
I gotta hold it down I gotta squeeze
I go out to get this cheese
In this cold world
Out here nigger's die trying to get rich
To numb the pain we become addicts
Of this cold world
Yo listen yo listen
Over here Jack Frost he run this s**t
Soon as you come outside he punch you in the chest
I let go of the uzi and put it on my waist
That'll keep me warm 'til I get on the train
F**k it's cold as a b***h on the subway platform waiting for the J
Real real late probably like 3 in the morning sipping on a pint of Hennessy
On my way to Brooklyn coming from the cribbo
Check my n****r Iller and black Nizzo
They told me little Hammer got killed
They shot him in his stomach for his diamond grill
Ohh real s**t
They said I know the place where they took the ice out
And put in a new set of fronts wow
Make you wanna stay in the house
Cause it's cold as hell and these streets are foul
I gotta hold it down I gotta squeeze
I go out to get this cheese
In this cold world
Out here nigger's die trying to get rich
To numb the pain we become addicts
Of this cold world
