Cold Outside - Husalah: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Cold Outside

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Cold Outside adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak The Artist Records tarafından 6 Nisan 2018 tarihinde yayınlandıH

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümH

Çıkış Tarihi6 Nisan 2018

FirmaThe Artist Records

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM86

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Müzik Videosu

Müzik Videosu

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Husalah

Performer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Jeffrey Bryant

Producer

Şarkı sözleri

(Husalah speaking in Arabic: Bismillah Ar-Rahim…)

Yo, yo, seem like these suckas and these hopers

Start to hatin' over a hustlas

'Cause they blind and they can't make it in the struggle

So many real ones in the place where I left at

Soon as I come back, I see less hustle

When the realness stop, all this fake shit killin' the guap

I know you know what I'm here for

I don't feel them chills, you'll see then flash then you feel them shine

Once again it's on, I swear to God I'm a mobsta

Even to the neck, late night, I keep my choppa

If they want funk then I'ma serve 'em propa

Hit 'em wit' that choppa, 'cause once again that's on my life I'm a mobsta

Even when it's cold outside, I'm out here, out here

**** want war, I'ma be right there, I'm right there, right there

They say they want war, they keep hidin' and runnin'

We no chat about that, oh yes we come through there

One thing about the Hus, yo I live for this shit

You see that 30 clip bitch I'm givin' out gifts

Yeah we come for the smother, my tears for yo motha

This world so cold, gunshots for your brotha

You shoulda really, really knew not to play wit' me

Blame ya self when ya head bust, don't put the blame on me

Even when it's cold outside, I'm out chea, out chea

This world so cold, we grew up poor, so we hustle

It's like they beg me to say sorry, 'cause I'm in the worry

I keep it solace, keep mobbin' like the ones before me

Deep in that heart, I know they weak man I know they story

Never speak on the street shit we eat wit'

You can run for your life but your murder's no secret

I look and now ya hidin' I know you're not one for dyin'

But we no play fossy game dat where I'm from

Cross the game say my name you delete wood

Them searchin', what you gon' do now?

They wanna hunt you, yes we out now

We no confused, it's the MOB tho' shittin on you suckas is our first move

Chalk the blue room, with the long thing I cruise

On sight knock 'em out his shoes

I know you know what I'm here for, I feel them chills

You see the flash, then you feel them shine

Once again it's on, I swear to God I'm a mobsta

Even to the neck, late night, I keep my choppa

If they want funk bruh I'ma serve 'em propa

Hit 'em wit' that choppa, 'cause once again

Oh yes it's the MOB bruh, MOB bruh, MOB bruh, MOB bruh

Written by: Husalah

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