COLD WORLD HUSTLERS

COLD WORLD HUSTLERS - Cold World U.D.I lyrics

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(feat. U.D.I.)

[INTRO:]

I'm a cold world hustler nigga, HEY!

I'm a cold world hustler nigga, HEY!

I'm a cold world hustler nigga, HEY!

Stuck in a cold world, HEY!

[Verse 1: E-Sick]

I'm a cold world havoc in the traffic cause I can't get loose

Eighty proof gin and juice keep me crunk for you fools

If niggas still don't understand the shit that I'm goin' through

I'm thinkin' crazed thoughts but killers don't talk

Strapped up wrapped up all in myself

I'm on a paperchase cause I ain't goin back to jail

I'm lookin' for some thick hoes my homebase is Frisco

I used to fuck wid 'Ports, but now it's just the indo

Busta repellant, I sell it by the box

Use it to you motherfuckas that think you can stop this

Dirty rotten dollar I rock'd a hoe bopper

I'll quickidy stop a copper wid some shots from my choppah

What was I to do as a youngster

I didn't give a fuck so now you know me as a husalah

Top notch bitch the other level's where we takin' it

Cold World did it first so you niggas don't be hatin' it

[HOOK:]

I'm a cold world hustler nigga, HEY!

I'm a cold world hustler nigga, HEY!

I'm a cold world hustler nigga, HEY!

I'm a cold world hustler nigga, HEY!

I'm a cold world hustler nigga, HEY!

I'm a cold world hustler nigga, HEY!

I'm a cold world hustler nigga, HEY!

Stuck in a cold world, HEY !

[Verse 2: Big Vic]

I'm a Cold World Hustler strugglin' strivin' survivin'

Harder than a motherfucka be in the 4-1-5

My anymosity preserves me as a smoker

I wouldn't trust a nigga wid a cake cause he's a sucka

Switch over to the fast lane I jumped into the dope game

My life is quickly changin', but things'll never be the same stackin'

Note after note slangin' weed slangin' coke

Makin' money off the chiz but the weed is gettin' smoked

Got ice like a iceman, my Ice Land is Oakdale

The place I do my dirt stack my loot and make my mail

Slangin' ya-yo bitch, from Ingles to Griffin

And if you don't know me stay the fuck up out my business

Like Cold World stalkin', y'all gangstas still talkin'

Meat wagon out one late night cause of the black and white chalkin'

Some niggas rollin' thick, some bitches on the dick

With whispers in the shadow cause I'm, Vic

[HOOK]

[laughing and talking 'til fade out]

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