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letra de cold plates, hot streets - rico vendetta

[intro: rico vendetta]
(ayy, vendetta season!)
(yeah, yeah)
we back in this b-tch, you know what time it is
(grrah! boom!)

[verse: rico vendetta]
took you through the city where the cold winds bite (brrt)
steel on my waist, yeah, we movin’ at night
had to stack bread just to flood my wrist (ice)
drill sh-t only, can’t f-ck with no snitch (nah)
double doors swing on the blacked-out ride (skrrt)
glock tucked deep with the beam on the side (grrah)
if you love me, you gon’ slide when it’s war time (facts)
not the type to make a post, we don’t do signs (nope)
got a duffle full of packs in the booth right now (yeah)
hit the block, watch the opps get spooked right now (ha)
only bad b-tches in the spot, no lames (nah)
gold grill flash when i’m speakin’ my name (cheese)
we don’t pop bottles unless it’s off wins (w)
still got pain from the streets i’m in (uh)
five-star plates but the kitchen still dirty (still)
hollows in the clip if you ever move swervy (brrt)
from the chi where the snow turn red on the curb (grrah)
word to my set, we don’t talk, we purge (boom)
[verse: slayzo kane]
(yeah, yeah)
i’m the type to bring a strap to a lunch spot (b-tch)
put your boy in the trunk like a junk drop (skrrt)
all black hoodie with the mask on crooked (crooked)
money in the safe, but the work? i took it (mine)
if she ridin’ with me, gotta hold that stick (facts)
talk too much, get your old ass hit (grrah)
never had peace, i was born in the war (no)
knockin’ down doors, i don’t care what’s yours (boom)

[verse: yung caution]
yeah, came from them nights where the heat went silent (shhh)
now my wrist dance like the block went vibrant (ice)
owe me bread, better pay that quick (quick)
or your whip disappear like a tiktok trick (gone)
we don’t beef on live, we just slide for real (slide)
two-tone steel, make the whole scene kneel (brrt)
party in the trenches, that’s a five-star h-ll (h-ll)
but we toast to the wins ‘cause we made it out the cell (toast)

[outro: rico vendetta & slayzo kane]
(grrah! boom!)
vendetta season in full effect (full effect)
(yeah, yeah)
this just the warm-up, motherf-cker (ha-ha)

- rico vendetta

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