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Cold World Hustlers

the piece, while I let him live a little longer Perbin' cause I'm drunk so my trigger finger's a little bit slow-er Hell's freezin' over, clickin' so hard we yellin' Cold World Hustler

a dose or a taste of this of this cold schoolin' And we be movin' heads and makin' fingers go pop Up and down these cold blocks, cold streets of the drops

til I hurl out third world clout I'll take niggas hearts and turn killers into girl scouts works of art Picasso from the Hydro roller-slash-hustler CEO

deep And passing Acid flesh Human river stepping Stones of Love and death A living legend's legacy yeah! Hustler of the dead Revolution steals the world

Woman armed, Ghost is intelligent Made 30 offa Def Jam I was killin 'em Did cash on One-Sixteen I was feelin 'em Them days kept a crisp cold dollar bill

through the day Bad thoughts in my mind I can't shake Having nightmares in the day can you relate? Please somebody kindly wake me I can't let this cold world

in every man's life player hustler or whatever, that he realizes that he needs that companionship of the women strong women to hold him down through them cold

wake up and the world is gon' And it won't be no World War, it'll be Armaggedon fo' sho' Everyday, day It seems it's getting shorter As the world turns

We got this, now try to stop it if ya ain't hoes Wouldn't ya know, this the coldest flow And have them feelin' it all over the world, they see the B