笨小笨Cold Summers (Explicit)歌词由JJ Esko&sl Kutta演唱，出自专辑《Yakeen (Explicit)》，下面是《Cold Summers (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
Cold Summers (Explicit)歌词完整版
I ain’t hiding from killers it’s only bullets man send you
I flooded glen parva every jail that I went to
Unit 12 me and Ellz everyday getting pad spins
In a cell hit soche poured blood on the landing
Face my problems I can’t run from mine
But I shoulda been rich like a 100 times
I lost everyone I love shit I’m losing it now
If they catch me on stage then I’ll shoot in the crowd
Yeah the roads is the roads only real survive
Went n snitched on his bros n they all got life
I been out here on the block but they think that I blown
I ain’t seen kuttta in years and all now he ain’t home
Started from 28 I got 36
Zee got 25 when he turned 26
Driving bait man now I need tints
Got a 10 10 ting but her attitude stinks
They don’t really know what we do for this money
If I never had rap I’d probably catch me a body
Like my jeans yeah my shoes use to rip
Half a bag on my creps I ain’t use to this shit
2nd verse (kutta)
I’m size 9 but if I’m steppin squeezin into a 7
The judge he gave me 14 but I’m still here after 7
Make dua when I’m repenting hope I’m worthy of heaven
Hell Ina cell it’s been a hell of a lesson
Kutta in the cut widda kutta you hiding I’ll ride on your bredrin
You know Strizzy he my twin he green lights him I’ll stretch him
And a vio ain’t a pillow boy ain’t shit getting slept on
Any opp getting crept on any drop getting stepped on
And they want me on a top getting wept on
Niggas droppin I can’t be the next one I know who I’m putting my bets on
This the second bid they give me hope I don’t see a next one
You hit your local for remand I hit dispersal with bronson
Been locked from glen parva unit 10 me and Peski
I been touring woks my nigga toured the world since he left me
In the block my belly empty chess game at the vent g
Man I ain’t seen a plane only sweatys
10 sticks on the crib only semis it’s copper heads only pennies
No ciroc at the grave only hennys
Heard there’s waps there for raks let’s go half’s on the bill
Then go half’s on the drill
Mission failed it don’t end Ina kill
You think that you widda shits
Gotta ask yourself this
Why ain’t nuttin been did
Since your nigga got wigged
You think that you did a bid
We’ll take a look at your kid
Todays teens weren’t born when my niggas got nicked
Cor they done over 10s
Ina random wok were we don’t know the ends
Used my last lifeline down the block I couldn’t phone a friend
Hell in a cell bro it’s free all the lifers I was in whitemoor with zartash when smarties were 5ers
And my window view in bel marsh was HMP isis
Feds followed man’s sweaty pauls onit he’s high risk
In armley I hid a zanco in my light switch I make Tobah for my sins every jummah in Fridays
