Cold Gangsta – English Lyrics

• By: Yo Gotti, 42 Dugg, EST Gee

Lyrics & Translation

Dive into the raw and authentic world of street rap with "Cold Gangsta" by Yo Gotti, 42 Dugg, and EST Gee. This track is not just a banger; it's a lyrical journey through the hustle, loyalty, and ambition that define their stories. Listening closely to the verses will help you pick up on contemporary slang and expressions used in hip-hop culture, giving you insight into the language of resilience and success from the streets to the boardroom.

[English]

(June, you're a genius) do what we want entertainment

And can't be fucked wit' incorporated (frrt)

Smack a nigga ass LLC

I'm on some cold gangsta shit (ain't I?), I might get blocked out the industry (I am)

Ain't wifin' no hoes, no "couple goals" (can't do it), and still don't fear all my enemies (I am)

Ain't squashin' no beef, I'm fryin' it (hibachi), if it's 'bout the money, I'm tryin' it (I'm tryin', I am)

The price went high, it's 30 a brick (what else?), water been tight, flyin' in

Let's say goodbye to the ghetto (hello, hello), and welcome to wealth, 90210 (real big)

Behind the gates (I am), Mulholland Estates

I might turn this bitch to the trap, though (let's get it, yeah)

"Ayy, there go the neighborhood", neighbors been bitchin' (why?)

'Cause they heard the Lamb' in the driveway (zzz)

At one in the mornin', disturbin' the peace (shee-shee), it sound like a plane when I drive 'way (yeah)

Might park the Rolls on the lawn (lawn), fuck it, ain't got no alarm (for what?)

New Richard Mille on my arm (factory, woo), I'm a king, you a pawn (nigga)

I'm a legend, 2Pac, Biggie, Big Pun, Wu, Raekwon (I am)

New Elvis to the city (king), in Detroit more than Big Sean (facts)

I'm on some cold gangsta shit, I got a lil' bitch on the westside (westside)

Couple lil' hitters from South Memphis

And another lil' hitter from the eastside (eastside, real)

I can adapt to the pain (pain), I understand the poverty (poor)

Why would I let a record label fuck over us when I did the robberies? (Never gon' happen)

They told me watch what I say in these raps (shh, why?)

'Fore they fuck around, sentence me

And you better watch what you say out your mouth (shh)

Whenever you mention me

You not relatable, I'm a street nigga, and that's not debatable

Tryna buy loyalty, that's not available (yeah)

I got a hunnid-'round dick on this AR, and I hold it stable-ble (hey, hey, yeah)

All my bitches bad, tens, bitch, yeah, I'm me, so what? (Fuck on)

Ho gave me head in the Benz (yeah), bitch wanna fuck in this truck, ooh

(Helluva made this beat baby) yeah, and I fuck her friends

Shit, long as she down, I'm up, bitch

Don't ask my name, I'm doggy (yeah), get the head twice, don't call me (yeah)

Heard she got fire, I'm stalkin' (yeah), beat her ass down in the office

Make her hit the highway with beans (yeah)

Lean, weed, drank, bitch run off, get painted (yeah)

Ex was a ho, we ain't (yeah), turn Blood, nigga, yeah, bitch, he can't

Gotta pay me to park, no shit, I'm famous, nigga like smoke, not me, I'm rainin'

Put in the air, make her keep goin', then put in her hair (yeah)

Link 120, lil' ho, these carats (yeah), bros over hoes, ayy, bitch, we sharin'

380 for the 'Rari, what they want for the 'Claren?

I just bought the truck, I'm sayin' (skrrt, no cap)

Heard you wanna fuck, take chances, come on

If I hit her friend, I'm playin', yeah, 200 in chains, I'm dancin', bitch

Fuck a nigga ho, she was friendly, ho (rat)

Own five cars, none rented (none of 'em)

None of these bitches came tinted (none of 'em)

Ask 'round, who run the city? Me (you know who runnin' the city)

I was just runnin' in the streets (runnin' the city)

Me and my brother, we both had an onion a piece (both had an ounce)

Starin', I'm clutchin' my yeek (flex on that bitch)

Look two more seconds, get deadly when fuckin' with me (FOREVEROLLING)

Turned all my brothers to beasts (yeah), whether they want it or not

I'ma cut 'em a piece (yeah, you know, I'ma cut 'em)

I keep my gun when I'm sleep, double the number, a hunnid ain't nothin'

200, you done in a week, who wanna run into me?

They really runnin' from beef, scared to go get somethin' to eat (yeah)

Can't even order in peace, once, it was war with no peace (bop, bop, bop, bop)

Remember it vividly, we hit up four in a week

Who brought more order than me? (Bop, bop, bop, bop)

Gave you a purpose, in March, stuck around, help you work it

I never said I was perfect, but flawless, as soon as you changed up

And fall like the leaves at the end of the August

I hit it twice, and he bought it, opened her mouth and she caught it

Walkin' this shit like I talk it (yeah, yeah), smoke with me, niggas be coughin' (yeah)

Face 'em, we put 'em in coffins, first murder with a revolver

And I did it on my lonely, big Gee, the one and only

Big Gee, the one and only, man, know I'm sayin'?

I ain't got no skeletons in my closet, nigga

Real street nigga, no flaw, flawless

You know I'm sayin'? You niggas just cowards, man

And we stood on this shit, still standin' on this shit

Still gettin' hit, play if you want, fool, you'll see the snake pit

Get yo' face hit, bitch nigga

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