Just a little heat From now on, it's a cold day You know it would take My worry away, worry away Shake my hand, can't let go No matter what you said '
Tradução: Las Claves Negro. Sólo un poco de calor.
bleed for barklies Drive lo-lo's and we ain't need keys to start 'em Just a little information for your summer vacation Bring your chain cuz every nigga in L.A
a couple of niggas that's really insane I'm talking loco, crazy as hell It ain't just a name It's the game And we done loosened up a couple strings And
Yup Red hat black chucks black 501?s on That's your baby momma but her numbers in my iphone Yea I got a girl but I swear I need a newer bitch Let her
hat black chucks black 501's on That's your baby momma but her numbers in my iPhone Yea I got a girl but I swear I need a newer bitch Let her out the
Red hat, black Chucks, black 501's on That's your baby momma but her number's in my iPhone Yeah, I got a girl but I swear I need a newer bitch Let her
me let you live it a little bit? I know a stressful relationship is hard to deal with But here's how you deal with it On your weekly visits, use a code
black khakis, fatigues, and boots Still don't give a fuck about the law Still run with a pump in my car and fuck who you are You're fucking with a couple
noise 2008 a G, a game I'm Ron O'Neil the love seat, sunk deep Lil' niggas bussin' off they punk heat I'll make a massacre, try to rob one of my donkeys
Can you feel our beat So give us half Or I guarantee baby You gonna feel the heat And I'm a little bit high Save a little and you die Send a blizzard
but I'm grown now Hit a few licks, so we known now Kicked a little south, so it's on now Do what you gotta when you broke man If you get a verse, get
prosecute your residence 'Cuz you done been already got rid of all the evidence Tryin' to get a buck, a buck? A soup pot, a blender and a measurin' cup
a run Now you can't front when you're confronted With the cold steel of a gun Midnight comes and I'm moving On the creep all dressed in black Wearing a
the crowds are all the same (uh huh huh huh uh huh let em know) To them I'm just a pebble in the sand, a face...without a name [Verse 1] Ya niggas would
to make the damn loot flip First I need a crackhead with a credit card So he can head uptown and purchase me a rented car Just make sure that it's black
gon come against an army with a handgun I'm Cardan, you wouldn't understand son I be on of them niggaz shoot a three, get a and 1 Blacked out, 006, next
