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lirik lagu cold hearted – trurebel migs

[verse 1] (trurebel migs)

b*tch i’m 5”6’
i got 4 braids
i got no friends
but a lot of demons
n a lot of fire
in this 12 gauge
ain’t nuffin to a n*gga
small body
2 hunnid milling
in a 7 speed
that’s 400 on tha hp
got a plugged key on tha other side
in this porsche cayman
on my own island
n*ggas talkin like they down to ride
but they switch sides
like i switch whips
i pull tha stick shift
n hit tha unlock
and like o sh*t
n i throw em out it
i need sp*ce i like black matter
cause a hazard like it don’t matter
know your life don’t
talkin streets
turn you road k!ll
when they free traffic
stupid n*gga get blown backward
show your face
then i blow your face
n*gga what’d he say?
know you know tha saying
i done lost tha saying
its when a n*gga die
then a n*gga born
so when i k!ll your ass
n you finally gone
ima celebrate it like my b day
it’s time to eat
n we know you sweet
put tha fire on you
n i blow tha cake
l!ck a n*gga
that’s tha icing on it
yours thin you was skating on it
fall through n feel tha froze water
cold blooded
that’s cold hearted
i k!ll i beat
like i’m no hearted
k!ll a p*ssy
wit my d*ck hard
school a n*gga
like i know harvard
i v wit your momma tears
got me pumped up
ima keep going
chain smokin
ima re roll it
god d*mn that’s cold hearted
n*ggas talkin
we don’t say sh*t
we juss move quiet like hoes farting
p*ssy n*gga shoulda never started
tell your mother
when her son dies
f*ck a grand rising
that’s a good morning
[verse 2] (dot demo)

incoming
ayo pressure bust pipes
and do yah bust guns
with combat knifes
swiss army general
i slide a gem star through your life
i walk with entities that k!ll my enemies on sight
get right on the mic
and kick the realest sh*t (tru)
since the ventriloquist
filthy ass sindicate
sinner for a centerfold
if it came with a rolex
you sold your soul
rap enigma
been adapted to these shaky dappin’ n*ggas
son of the sun
but under moons
im the zodiac k!ller
fitted on rah digga
attentions lower then the city under paris
for them gmo filled karrots
my carriage is made outta titanium plated carats
guarded by savages
swinging ratchets like jabs
blasphemous
like the purple fluted cutler amethyst
make you pay for damages
as i dismantle amateurs
all over your town
send a coroner to your corner
with letter to your homies
like shoulda listened
i warned you
lil stupid n*gga

- trurebel migs

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