50 CentGunz Come Out

It's Cold(It's Cold) So Cold (So Cold) [Chorus x2] Ya'n****s know (what wut ya'll n****s know what I'm about Ya' n****s know, front about my dough,(what wut'ya niggas) then the guns come out(then the guns come out) [Verse:] I do this all the time, stuck with a little shine Walk with a little nine, case I get in a bind They say I'm fu***n' crazy, they think I'm out my mind Cause I'm down to bust a n***a head all the time Now you know the hoes, they know how I roll In that new Rolls with the suicide doors 22 inch chrome, a n***a money long You try to touch me, I put out ya get ya brains blown You go against the grain, p***y and you on ya own You right there in my zone, welcome to the terrordome The ice blue in my chain, blood blue in my veins Blue still in the range, I'm doin' my thang The semi auto spray, run if you get away I'll find your whereabouts and clap at you another day n***a play with the bread, get a hole in ya head You touch a dime of mine dog and yo a** dead [Chorus x2] Ya'n****s know (what wut ya'll n****s know what I'm about Ya' n****s know, front about my dough,(what wut'ya niggas) then the guns come out(then the guns come out) [Verse 2:] In the hood, hoopty, hat low, n****s don't know I'm around Hop out, hit 'em up, lay my murder game down You see me in ya projects, 187's in progress Hard n****s finna' soften up when that lead touch 'em You cut 'em once and keep fight, f**k it just keep cuttin' em Its real killa instinct, kill or be killed Trust me, you don't wanna feel how hollow tips feel f**k around and get ya cap peeled n***a you know the drill, Brownsville Flat bush, ground heights, Brooklyn Zoo Feed the wolves, they eat the food And the hand that fed them too n***a welcome to the jungle, New York New York Gangstas use sign language and let they guns talk Look homie I'm cool with some bloods, I'm cool with some cripz I'm cool but if there's a problem, n***a I got extra clips I don't know karate, but I split the bricks I don't love 'em loverboy, we the s**t b***h [Chorus x2] Ya'n****s know (what wut ya'll n****s know what I'm about Ya' n****s know, front about my dough,(what wut'ya niggas) then the guns come out(then the guns come out) [Verse 3:] I'll come through and touch ya, walk out then cut ya In case your dumbass wanna tussle ar-15, co-exist to make the shell case muffle Scope, infrared, run you're still dead Hit your calf, hit your a**, hit ya back, then your head Contract killa, murder for the scrilla Search, find a n***a, run up behind a n***a Shoot car windows out to flatline a n***a Gun pop, heart stop, homie this is heavy You on your way to meet your maker, n***a are you ready No exception to the rule, death is promised Plus I just bought my n****s new macs and llamas Got respect for human life but will I will comodate you One phone call and n****s will exterminate you No future fu***n' with me, there's no tomorrow Niggas'll run up on you tonight and hit ya wit hollows [Chorus x2] Ya'n****s know (what wut ya'll n****s know what I'm about Ya' n****s know, front about my dough,(what wut'ya niggas) then the guns come out(then the guns come out)
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