burning but it's so so so so cold in here all this time the fire's burning but it's so so so so so so so so so damn cold so stay up we'll play our song
Übersetzung: Hot Hot Heat. So So Cold.
s burning but it's so so so so cold in here all this time the fire's burning but it's so so so so so so so so so damn cold so stay up we'll play our song
nigga with some birds just locin', So I can uh-abuse the bitch, Misuse the bitch, refuse me then his family gone lose the bitch I'm colder than ice, I
I go, I ball Precisely my game tight, or for so I fall I'm the invincible, and since the top principals Lose like the Heat to them all, who got the heart
you man! You gotta watch these niggaz, man! {DAMN! } [Chorus:] I'm PARANOID! - Bitch I can't sleep! Niggaz tryna get me; man gimme my heat! Put one under
mannn In the hood I'm like plastic mannn! Streeetcchh... Fantastic mannn, I make the money come faster mannn! Yeah... [Verse 1:] Your favorite bad guys gone! - The Joker's dead! So
and shakin' I'm from Southside mothafucka, where the gats explode If you feel like you on fire, boy drop and roll niggas'll heat ya ass up cause they heart turns cold
: A human heart goes out tonight Yes a red hot love on a red stop light I see a scene so cold it echoes in blue Oh those twisting tongues they are after
' B-O-N-E. The hustle is really in me, so money ? we makin' plenty. 'Bout the skills and the bills. Still collectin' for the thrill. So I'll with the
strip, stripping a nigga no different so we hold the heat though smash on the bitch brains looking like meatloaf the hoe know me close she lying, Leo's pedigree and swag is so cold
us, we to hot only sweat between us [Chorus:] Girl your hot like fire (Gimme Whatcha Got) Coldest thing movin' (Gimme Whatcha Got) Heat up like summer
bullets for your medicine I carry those days like a weapon close to me The memories of hot lead rippin' a hole through me (Chorus: B-Real) Son, fill your heater
to tackle the grind Stress hard on my soul and shackle my mind (we have to understand) Makin my heart cold and my head hot Cause's bread not Comin in
this drama to unfold I got a blunt rolled Feelin' bold, gangsta's blood run cold It's time to reload this old 45 Colt And the wind gust, it's hot and
drama to unfold I got a {blunt} rolled Feelin bold, gangsters blood runs cold It's time to reload this old .45 colt The wind's gusty, it's hot, muggy
