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Cold As Life Police

could be done The she backed off and teased me so I couldn't come Then she cold got stupid pushed me on the floor Had me beggin' to stop as I was acreamin

could be done The she backed off and teased me so I couldn't come Then she cold got stupid pushed me on the floor Had me beggin' to stop as I was acreamin

a battle axe [ ROUND 1: Bronx Style Bob ] Life ain't nothin but a piece of existence Cause when you die, you'se a past tense So I like to live my life

take Is as hard as these four walls I wanna break I told the cops you wasn't here tonight Messin' around with me is gonna get you life, oh yeah, yeah

where were you when those nights got colder The day I thought that it was all over As you can see I survived Made the best of My Life Verse 2 [Styles

-N Synonym for fresh, truth is the emblem Hard core since I was next door to Cleminem Cold as the winter when fake niggas is shiverin? Shakin? in they Timberlands, you as played as

creeping Anything for the dough, cold and the wheelers Duck for the feds and I roll with the dealers Roll with the hard heads signed young offenders No my life

stands But still we never ran foolish pride made us stand right there Not understanding we could lose our life there And then the hit us, thinking bout the close calls from long distance Ugh as

Coy Hey, pass to the Troy after, I'm passing your life over He'll deliver it through river sticks Hades, I'm cold, deliver it lady My flow is limited,