The Cold Room - S2-E9
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Elevate, this mix sounds mad
Ayy, Mix, what you cooking?
Rish Beats
Ayy, Tweeko mixed this, you know? It sounds cold
Come-come, I can tell you 'bout violence
Daytime slappings and night time knifings
LT swing swords like Vikings
Try give chat so we left him silent
Gliding, way too charged when I'm gliding
Give me the ting broad day and I'll strike him
Get-get seen on the ped, we're colliding
Straight on sighting, no point hiding (Grrah)
Come-come, I can tell you 'bout violence
Daytime slappings and night time knifings (Ching, ching)
LT swing swords like Vikings
Try give chat so we left him silent (Duh-duh-duh)
Gliding, way too charged when I'm gliding
Give me the ting broad day and I'll strike him (Bow)
Get-get seen on the ped, we're colliding
Straight on sighting, no point hiding (Skrrt-skrrt)
Straight ACG, I'll leave man stretched (Stretched)
Pull up in the back of a ped, got shaved in his back
Try get up and dash so I swiped his legs
And wet him again (Gang, gang, gang)
Anything green, no, I can't condemn
Hold straight chest shots if you're rocking with them (Glah-glah-glah)
Don't ask the paigons if I've got my skeng (Bap)
Oi, someone shh, yes, pass the ting, I'm controlling (Oi)
She got a body, body, no Adeola
Oh, damn, I feel like proposing
We left - in the ground all decomposing (R.I.P)
How many been shot and the feds ain't solving shit? (None)
Two-two in the bot when I burst that stick
Kill six in the clip when I burst that glizz (Grrah)
Can't call my phone if you claim the team
And don't play your position (No way, no way)
Chest, neck, back or dome, go ask
The opps, I got 'nuff precision (Bap)
One eye closed, I'll ping it with vision or back
It and swing it, try cut him and fish him (Ching)
One eye closed, I'll ping it with vision
Or back it and swing it, try cut him and
No excuse, gear up, we step now (Now)
No less than a tenth when I get 'round (None)
Let me see a nigga with his boxers showing, then
That motherfucker get cheffed down (Get that down)
Don't ask if I beef, lil' nigga, Riz Heart
Weren't in it, so I say that's dead now (Bap, bap)
Tell the industry to go suck my dick, either
Way, that's bros get lenged out (Somebody)
At the K, I ain't seen you, you're high as fuck
We slide with bine in the finest trucks (Skrrt-skrrt)
They can't go shop when the roads get dark
Get caught by us? Then my man's fucked (Hello)
My block too gully, can't try cut tru'
Try be a hero and I'll cut you (Drip)
Jailhouse settings, can't flex on my opps
I'll stamp on your head then shave that too (Gang, gang, gang)
Come-come, I can tell you 'bout violence
Daytime slappings and night time knifings (Grrah)
LT swing swords like Vikings
Try give chat so we left him silent
Gliding, way too charged when I'm gliding
Give me the ting broad day and I'll strike him (Bow)
Get-get seen on the ped, we're colliding
Straight on sighting, no point hiding
Same nigga that pissed on trainers ran in the
Shop when I slapped that dots (Where you going?)
On the block 'cah the road went brick non-stop
Many times left them sides, they take off (Ah-ha)
Fresh man, when I slide, what you try? Bake off
G-lock to your head, no, you can't skate off (No way, no way)
Ayy, rude boy, don't play badman
That'll madman, get you chinged or banged at (Bap, bap, bap)
She's brucking it back like the dots
Got two hands on her waist while I smash that (Oi, oi)
Anytime they crash that
Opps try tell me a time that I ain't never crash back (When?)
Skid, skrr in the dinger, not a hatchback (Skrrt)
ZK on my waist, double tap in her backpack
Could never be me they draw out
Seven kids got their chest plate torn out
Huh? And I don't feel sorry for their mum (No way, no way)
Grrah
Ayy, Mix, what you cooking?
Rish Beats
Menace