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...The Truth...
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Cold Steel
IP:
VERSE 1
im puttin that cold steel right through ya skin/
thats how we do it out West.......................
............put a hole around ya New York brim/
have u lookin red like a NBA rim/
sittin on 20's, naw fuck that..
..................my rims dont spin/
but i keep a luger, huggin ma hip/
throwin up W, yea, thats that rubber grip/
face facts, u not gettin in ma head/
as long as i gotta pistol, crimson dots on ya head/
JUST SOMETIN REAL REAL SHORT, AINT DID TEXT IN A MINUTE
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...Done Wit The Games...
...Time to Get On My Grown Man...
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