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letra de the cold room - s1-e16 - gully

[intro]
respect my ting or respect my ying
ay, take me in!

[verse]
if you heard that corn was slappin’, i was probably there when it happened
he thought he was bad so we put the boy up like aladdin
i put my shank in —, then put my shank in bleach
i thank god i never got it like —, he got shanked to sleep
civil’s always gotta try play hero, i can’t even wave my shank in peace
if he ain’t gonna rise it, you better rise that piece for he, at least
stepped same day, i couldn’t takе defeat, it’s peak
hе thought he was sweet then he held this sweet
no need for speaking, put his face on a tee
i see bro jump out on a fast ting while i’m parking, he weren’t waiting for me
when we fly out the coupe and shoot, we ain’t giving leg shots, ask — that’s proof
we up the g-lock then see him speed off
reload it, c-ck back, squeeze off
bine nearly took him and half the seat off
i chinged man’s face then he fell to the floor
i coulda left him but i chopped him more
bro didn’t like him so i chopped him chopped him, i didn’t even know what i chopped him for
my reactions action, when the mash popped off you coulda heard it ain’t acting
if nothing got (woosh), there’s no satisfaction
corn only missed my man by a fraction
we came to the drop; two poles up
nothing like the sun but the heat rose up
last time i was in wendover and i went over, i see knees go up
i done more than a handful of chingings and gang’s done more than a handful of k!llings
my young boys just wanna do drillings
he got a rambo bigger than me, bigger than him and he keeps it with him
it’s us that ride and it’s them that die
look him in the sky, how’d he get that high?
when i said “bro pass, let me rass this guy”
i coulda hit passers passing by
i won’t lie he had heart now his -rs- is high
i just seen a man dart while i’m asking why
gotta shout — he’s the fastest guy
it’s a shame that — was slow, i swear he woulda made it if the pr-ck weren’t slow
latex so the prints don’t show and you could never claim pecks cos the kids don’t roll
the same day i put my shank in —
— put his shank in —
i coulda caught an m charge when i was shanking —
if he’s one of them dargs, better shank him
when it claps; spanking
outside the gaff; camping
it coulda been a shotgun or a handting
he ain’t doing it now, he’s a has-been
put him in the air, send him next to the clouds
civil’s got hit because they ran to the clown
it coulda been ld, suspect going round
if not, it was me with suttin’ that’s loud
smoke in the air, man’s preeing them fumes
violate in the morning, you’re gonna hear suttin’ got wooshed by noon
he came in khaki now his tops maroon
we don’t know karate, we got mops to shoot
when i had no firearm, what did i do?
i had to hold him down and split him in two
i weren’t done even there, i’d already given him two
circle again, catch him on the rebound
he didn’t have a lifeguard so he drowned
bring out the gauge, let him know how the heat sound
where the f-cks — in b-town
them man said i ain’t been but i been round
he already felt my ying on the roads, now he’s in the wok house getting a beat down
we put shots in the air then breeze out
man’s saying (?) i don’t glamourise
when i yinged my man with a samurai i tried to make sure that the yute don’t have a eye
i ain’t the one to antagonise, ask lil — when we left him paralysed
spin that block like say i don’t have a life
pull up on yutes, pull up blaze, won’t have a fight
someone got — and i lost my appetite
corn in the air looking like one discus
one got it on new year’s day, peak when another one got it on christmas
i had — doing up fitness, when i caught —, god’s my witness
put this dot to his head like a hindu
multiple shots get sent, we spin through
it’s only us that know what we been through
it coulda been a .32, .38, .44, 9m, ain’t one we ain’t been through
[outro]
lemme hear that

- gully

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