Out in the cold she fell her eyes drawn and her face pale she lost her life with that one mistake now she's sentenced to stay on her own oh she was oh
Chopper City (Chop chop) Let's Go (let's go) [Verse 1] If nigga know me, nigga know I keep it all the way street I'm thugged all the way out And I'm
gotta know how to play Niggas don't play fair, they be telling the feds All a nigga business where he drive, where he stay at Thats fucked up, thats cold
I've learned... I done been through it all, I done had people try take my life... Leave me for dead, but victories that much greater when you climb out
I've learned.. I done been through it all, I done had people try take my life... Leave me for dead, but victories that much greater when you climb out
away But you must stop Take a look around What do you see Do you see me People say that I'm crazy (People call me a fool) They've got no business to
me the truth I'm out the window with my AK, ready to shoot Ran out of endo and my mind can't take the stress, I'm out of breath Make me wanna kill my
fuck out of grown folks business Kids get a kick out of bumpin their big clips But don't front no shit that brought no shit that peace started Cause I'm a cold
the punk ass police The first one jumped out and said, "Freeze!" I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please.. Cause cops should mind they business
runnin' up, The hoochies in my hood never took time, so I took mine And I thought it would change, and when I got older They just got colder, and gave me the cold
tell mi nuh Has di worl gone mad? Mi really waan fi know Has di worl gone mad? wah? Has di worl gone...is di worl gone Verse 2: Rastaman nuh mix up inna babylon business
not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again Yeah, I'm on the bus in the back lounge Sweaty, cold confused in another unfamiliar town Another sold out
was gazin' to the future, riding on the Jack of Hearts. Lily washed her face, took her dress off and buried it away. "Has your luck run out?" she laughed
what you want my people to hear, that I'm a fuckin sell-out? But who's the one on solo shit, and who want me the hell out? I'll bail out with a ??, that
whip...) Tryna see what da business is... Then she hopped up in my ride, ride... Then I looked into her eyes, eyes... She cold as ice. Turned me to stone
when I'm gone) [Fabolous:] Drizzy voice, now I'm ghost baby Four door Rizzy Royce Tryna work it out might be a bad business choice I'm bout my business
said ya i'm an entertainer Reached out and took my hand She was going to a mining town Way up north to do her show I said it must be cold up there She
of this - something's comin You can picture like a photograph, envision the image Of one-two-fifth street and Lenox The old folks their souls are cold
