letra de flow cold - snake vnm
[chorus]
flow cold and there’s no warming it
write a story, better call a journalist
knew some youngens who were less fortunate
no aau, no tournaments
age six, he got kicked out his momma’s house
after that, he went straight to the jailhouse
for selling crack, he was just chasin’ that sack
you know that he will come back
[verse 1]
got a new whip, it is jet black
just like my gun, it got kick-back
if i see you, go full blown attack
you mess with me, theirs no turning back
if i catch you lackin’ i will start blowing
and where i’m from, watch what you throwin’
always know where you are, i am allknowing
if i see you, you better get going
he was just sixteen years old at thе time
turned to g-ngb-nging to pass all the timе
jut like his father, pop out with his 9mm
move like a ninja, he dodgin’ that time
stay on the grind, yeah he work overtime
stay up all night just to find the right rhyme
he just like brady, keeps droppin’ them dimes
he come in clutch when it comes to showtime
i will never leave the house without my strap
you mess with me then you bouta get clapped
look at our roster, man yeah it is stacked
eleven d1 players to be exact
if you a snitch, then you can’t ride with me
you know that i only trust family
and we all know that’s something that’s agreed
that way our money will stay guaranteed
[chorus]
flow cold and there’s no warming it
write a story, better call a journalist
knew some youngens who were less fortunate
no aau, no tournaments
age six, he got kicked out his momma’s house
after that, he went straight to the jailhouse
for selling crack, he was just chasin’ that sack
you know that he will come back
[verse 2]
pop out and scare him just like trick-or-treat
leave the man folded outside in the street
if they ask questions, he just fell asleep
without the gang, i’m incomplete
k’ i got fame on my left, and money on my right
i don’t got a choice so i’m leaving tonight
i look at my future, it don’t look too bright
he wanna go, i just said “man alright”
he’d rather die than lose some of his pride
it’s all fun and games til’ you in a gun-fight
you left him, but then you got hit in your thigh
shot him from high ground, hit with the pop fly
hit him with that drive-by, cause’ he was a wise-guy
hit him in the face, yeah i left him cross-eyed
i’m a big fish, he really just a small fry
never out of bullets, got an endless supply
my bro’s my bonnie to my clyde
i know that he’s my ride or die
he’s always with me, he’s my guy
an opp pull up, then he gets fried
upside my 9mm, see me shine
just give me time, i will get signed
just take a look at my new rhymes
i heard i’m great through the grapevine
[chorus]
flow cold and there’s no warming it
write a story, better call a journalist
knew some youngens who were less fortunate
no aau, no tournaments
age six, he got kicked out his momma’s house
after that, he went straight to the jailhouse
for selling crack, he was just chasin’ that sack
you know that he will come back
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