Cold Gangsta - Yo Gotti, 42 Dugg, Est Gee

June, you’re a Jenius

Do we want entertainment?

It can’t be fucked with, incorporated

Smack a nigga ass just like a C

I’m on some cold gangsta shit

I might get blocked out the industry (I am)

Ain’t wifin' no hoes, no couple goals (Can't do it)

Still don’t feel my enemies (I am)

Ain’t squashin' no beef, I’m fryin' it (Hibachi)

If it’s 'bout the money, I’m tryin' it (I'm tryin', I am)

My price went high, it’s thirty a brick (What 'evs)

Water went tight, flyin' in (Whoosh)

Let’s say, «Goodbye» to the ghetto (Hello, hello)

In love with the whips

Nano 200 ho (Real bitch)

What’s happenin', Gates?

Mulholland Estates

I might turn this bitch to the trap though (Skeet)

And there go the neighborhood

Neighbors been busy, 'cause they heard the Lamb' in the driveway

At one in the morning, disturbing the peace (Sheesh)

It sound like a plane when I drive away

Might put a Rolls on a lawn, fuck it ain’t got no alarm (For what?)

New Richard Mille on my arm (Fake)

I’ma king, you a pawn (Nigga)

I’m a legend, 2Pac, Biggie, Big Pun, woo, Raekwon (I am)

New M’s to the city

Detroit born, Big Shawn (Facts)

I’m on some cold gangsta shit

I got a lil' bitch on the westside

Couple of hittas from south

And another lil' hitta from the eastside

I can adapt to the pain

I understand the poverty (Poor)

Why would I let a record label fuck over us

When I did the robberies?

(Never gon' happen)

They told me watch what I say in these raps (Why?)

'Fore they fuck around, sentence me

And you better watch what you say out your mouth (Shh)

Whenever you mention me

You not relatable

I’m a street nigga and that not debatable

Tryna buy loyalty, they not available

I got a hundred 'round dick on this AR

Now hold this tableble

All my bitches bad, tens

Bitch love so what, fuck her

Hold up, we hittin' the Benz, yeah

Bitch wanna fuck in this truck (Helluva made this beat baby)

Yeah motherfucker, we friends, shit

'Long she down, I’m up, bitch

Don’t ask my name, I’m doggy

Get the head twice, don’t call me

Heard she had fire, I’m stalky

Beat her ass down in the office

Make her hit the in the Benz

Lean, weed, drink

Bitch one-off, get painted

X was a ho, we ain’t

Turn blood, nigga, yeah bitch, he can’t

Gotta pay me to Perc' no shit, I’m famous

Nigga like smoke, not me, I’m rainin'

Put in the earth, make 'er keep goin', then put in her hair

Link one, told me lil' ho, these scared

Bros over hoes, ayy bitch, we sharin'

380 for the war, what they want for the

I just want the truck, I’m sayin', «Skrrt» (No cap)

Heard you wan' fuck, take a chance (Come on)

If I hit her friend, I’m playin' (He is)

200 in chains, I’m dancin'

Bitch, fuck a nigga ho, shoot friendly (Ho, rat)

All five cars not rented (None of 'em)

None of these bitches can check me (None of 'em)

Ask around, «Who run the city?»

Me

(Who you know run the city)

I was just runnin' the streets

Me and my brother, we both had a onion a piece

Starin' on, clutchin' my yeak

Look two more seconds get dizzy fuckin' wit me

Tear down my brothers, the beast

Whether they want it or not, I’ma cut 'em a piece

I keep my gun when I’m sleep

Double her number, a hundred ain’t nothin'

Two hundred, you done in a week

Who wanna run in on me?

They really runnin' from beef

Just tryna go get summin' to eat

Can’t even order in peace

Once there was war wit' no peace

Remember it vividly, we hit up four in a week

Who brought more order than me?

Gave you a purpose and

Stuck around, help you work it

I never said I was perfect but flawless

As soon as you chained up and fall

Like the leaves at the end of the August

I hit it twice and he bought it

Opened my mouth and she caught it

Walkin' this shit like I talk it

Smokin', these niggas be coughin'

Face 'em, put 'em in coffins

First murder wit' a revolver

Then I did it on my lawn

Big Gee, the one and only (Big Gee, the one and only)