Singer: Gucci Mane
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Song: Cold
Gucci Mane - Cold Subtitles (vtt) (03:05-185-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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by RentAnAdviser.com
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Thinking 'bout them cold nights (Cold),
sleeping in that cold cell
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Eating nothin' but cold food, they
let me out that cold jail (Damn)
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Soon as I touched down I had to
give them folks hell (Yeah)
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Took off all them jail clothes, showered
off that jail smell (Yeah)
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I don't need no wishing well,
I'ma buy my bitch Chanel
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Keep it real, she paid the bail, kept
it player, no kiss and tell
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Shout out to the cartel, fuck
the opps, they called twelve
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I been trapping since twelve, selling
nicks and bricks and bales
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Narcotics and plenty sales, glass
bowls and pocket scales (Skrrt)
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Burglar bars and cameras before
my life was glamorous (Huh)
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I shine like a camera (Shine),
I kicked all the amateurs
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556's damage ya (Hot), we don't
tote no Derringer (Hot)
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Go check the thermometer (Hot),
we bloodied the furniture
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We hit at his momma house, I heard
it woke his momma up (Mom)
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I'ma keep the chopper tucked, run up
if you think you tough (Cha-cha)
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Playing with all that funny stuff, they
found his body in the bluff (Ha)
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Poker face, we never bluff
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Play with them, don't
play with us (Nah)
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We got toys like Toys R Us, the
chop's so long it's folding up
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Where my boys? They rolling up
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They look young, they old enough
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Hell no, they ain't old as us
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But try us, they gon' spray
your bus (Grah)
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Thinking 'bout them cold nights,
sleeping in that cold cell
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Eating nothin' but cold food, they
let me out that cold jail (Yeah)
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Soon as I touched down I had to give
them folks hell (What's up, Wop?)
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Took off all them jail clothes,
showered off that jail smell
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(Look, look, look)
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Bounced out of the B.O.P., still toting
that stick on me (I got it)
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All these hoes tryna fuck
(What?), I ain't giving no
dick for free (At all)
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All these people want a show (What?),
need that bag C.O.D. (I need it)
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All these lil' slick posts, say
that shit to me in the streets
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Smashed all my old ...........
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