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Cold Same Drug

've loved you But everything got turned around It's nothing much but the same drug It's nothing much but the same drug Everyday It's nothing much but the same drug

would've loved you But everything got turned around It's nothing much but the same drug It's nothing much but the same drug Everyday It's nothing much but the same drug

Yeah, right about now Motherfuckers is layin for a nigga like me, Ice-T To bust some freestyle shit but I don't do that I just cold lounge up here at

shit up, get up/ Feel us it's the real niggas/ The soldier field niggas, roll in control niggas/ and we roll wit cold killers/ So you better back up off

, I'm never gon' fall So I'ma murda them baby Get 'em up wid me thugs See 'em on the corner and they slanging them drugs Giving up shots out to the glock

talk of the town them long bud Now you f**kin wit a lion strugglin tryin to see these thugs Tryna get rid of us like the war on drugs But a nigga keep

and roam on my own Gotta move on, I can't stay at home 'Cause I know what's there is all the same Crack, cocaine and ghetto fame Cold hard cash and a

scratched my name off the giftlist shit aint been the same since the pain or forgiveness Dead man talkin' about elected Un live it cancer around throat of a critic Yo doctor, describe me a drug

our arteries, re-up and re-cop (cop) Cemeteries, mortuaries, tryin to get guap' (UHHH) Drugs, fetti and sex Chicken one day, fed goods the next (UHHH~!) I got a cold