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letra de cold days - boosie badazz & zaytoven

[intro]
(zaytoven)
this for them cold days
when you missin’ them real n-ggas, and them throwaways
missin’ your kids, it make you cry on that b-tch
these n-ggas snitch, we might die in this b-tch
i need a cigarette

[chorus]
(cold days) they say i’m ignorant
(cold days) where my lawyer at?
(cold days) might be sore, but not-
(cold days)

[verse 1]
free yb out there, motherf-cker
they be out there, motherf-cker
i don’t got a chance if they let me out there, motherf-cker
3c out there, motherf-cker, my brother, my big partner
like what he steer, fight 3bg with that gold chopper
i know that coco, but money don’t mean sh-t
who really love you? them the questions you dream of
you saw the paper, you seein’ this sh-t? got rid of my ink
people blamin’ me for violence, but don’t know who really spin
i’m talkin’ cold days
rappin’ up the shuttle smokin’ joes
while your n-gga watch the mirror, this another life
more bad news, more bad news, on another kind
hope moma handle my money right
’cause right now my money light
cold, cold, i ain’t gon’ lie i’m feelin’ cold, cold
feelin’s cold, cold, these n-ggas told so they soul ‘mains
cold, cold, who can i trust? n0body, no
so i’m feelin’ cold, cold, in that bit, drove, drove
[chorus]
(feelin’ cold days) they say i’m ignorant
(cold days) where my lawyer at?
(cold days) might be sore, we’re not-
(cold days)

[verse 2]
sh-t i’m havin’ cold days
cold, cold, cold days
baby momas use my child money on the other kid, cold
homies after me, cold, n-ggas screamin’ murder, cold
can’t let ’em capture me, so i pray them pain on purp’ (cold)
baggin’ that bread, one piece of ham, this that gutter talk
d-mn my moma need a new car, sh-t yeah this that struggle talk
love is pain, ’cause when someone die who you love
you gon’ feel the rain, i miss my daddy
miss my dog, he died, i held is hand
turnin’ cold like d-mn, i dead and turnin’ cold
tears in my eyes, overflowin’ like the toilet bowl
in this sea of reminiscin’ my n-ggas ain’t okay
do i hear ’em all comin’ at me all kind of ways

[chorus]
(i’m talkin’ ’bout some cold days) i need a cigarette
(cold days) they tryna k!ll a n-gga
(cold days) these n-ggas against us now
(cold days) they used to be scared of us
cold, cold, ain’t gonna lie i’m feelin’ cold, cold
feelin’s cold, cold, these n-ggas told so they soul ‘mains
cold, cold, who can i trust? n0body no
[outro]
so i’m feelin’ cold, cold, in that bit, drove, drove
(feelin’ cold days) free all them n-ggas out there, bang
make ’em free all them n-ggas out there, pass up they role
my n-ggas in angola doin’ life in fifty, n-gga thirty, sixty years
n-gga free g, money n-gga, love you, n-gga
every dark day gotta brighter day comin’, n-gga

- boosie badazz zaytoven

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