City The Great - Cold Corner Lyrics
Yeah most... shit, I ain't talking touchdown niggerI got a story to tellLittle Teddy was a money getterPretty boy honey hitterNigger out in work you could tell by his scarsBaps witness with bars gave his enemies oddsStand up nigger yeah he's guilty as chargedRed regulate, been running round with papiUp town since 88He died about the feds, 99 for pushing heavy weightA lot of us out of love for heavy manThe end of the man, all eyes on him that's the end of the gateBullets hit I'll be hitting head with Giuseppe***** yellow tape you watch it from the fire escapeCame on outside, no man is safe fromCan't go next to him, know when he betrays herIf you're looking history you know where his trades wereHe pour whenever rain comeThought as far his brain wasHopping out the car for meGreeting when he came upHe passed at the game all the sudden felt the strain numbShot shaking on the floor like where the ***** that came fromShould've did the knowledge when sitting this part of the game sonOff course staring at the sky with your brains numbSees a hash reality but that's the only outcome
