Cold World Hustlers - Cold World lyrics

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Cold World Hustlers - Cold World lyrics

[INTRO] I'm a cold world hustler n***a, HEY! I'm a cold world hustler n***a, HEY! I'm a cold world hustler n***a, 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 n***as still don't understand the sh** that I'm goin' through I'm thinkin' crazed thoughts but k**ers 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 f** wid 'Ports, but now it's just the indo Busta repellant, I sell it by the box Use it to you motherf**as 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 f** so now you know me as a husalah Top notch b**h the other level's where we takin' it Cold World did it first so you n***as don't be hatin' it [HOOK] I'm a cold world hustler n***a, HEY! I'm a cold world hustler n***a, HEY! I'm a cold world hustler n***a, HEY! I'm a cold world hustler n***a, HEY! I'm a cold world hustler n***a, HEY! I'm a cold world hustler n***a, HEY! I'm a cold world hustler n***a, HEY! Stuck in a cold world, HEY ! [Verse 2: Big Vic] I'm a Cold World Hustler strugglin' strivin' survivin' Harder than a motherf**a be in the 4-1-5 My anymosity preserves me as a smoker I wouldn't trust a n***a wid a cake cause he's a s**a 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 b**h, from Ingles to Griffin And if you don't know me stay the f** 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 n***as rollin' thick, some b**hes on the dick With whispers in the shadow cause I'm, Vic HOOK (laughing and talking 'til fade out)