Ice Cold E

Aye, aye. Aye, what's happening, What's happening though? It's your boy P Worthy, tapping in from the West Side of Bondin'. East Side up too, though. Musica de Harry Fraud. My nigga Harry Fraud. Woo woo. Hear that. On the East Side of New Orleans slapping Moby Dick. Told Sprinter grab the sixty, follow us, Roll that bitch. Talking down on the pimp and I don't know that bitch. Where your game at? I thought you would control That bitch. I hit a switch on the Chevy And we bounced that shit. In the Teddy checking traps, let me count that Shit. I had to discipline the whole bitch, this Counterfeit. Getting high on the job, Getting played by a trick. Bitch greener than the motherfucking money in my Pocket. Like a bona fide goer, get to it, Don't stop it. Best hoe I ever had, she Was thirty-three. Every time I went OT, she would send for A fee. Like a veteran bitch, who respect the Game. No renegade shit, don't disrespect my name. I ain't in this for a little petty watch And a chain. Buy the condo off the game And I put it in my name. Cold game. Ice cold like the wrist, bro. AP. Pull up, hop out like the bitch ho. Cold game. Funkadelic, psychedelic, dope disco. Pimpin'. Bet you never ever heard it like this, Ho. Cold game. Ice cold like the wrist, bro. AP. Pull up, hop out like the bitch ho. Cold pimpin'. I'm getting money, I don't never have To trip, though. Bet you never ever heard it Like this, ho. NLE! I'm in top four tryna climb up the totem Pole. In the end I'ma cheat, baby, that's just How it go. Laughing while I'm shopping, cop Expensive on that ho. Yeah, they check me when I'm checking out, I'm different in the store. How you figure? I'm a seven-figure nigga tryna get To number eight like I'm Kobe. You a snake, you a lizard like that creature On the Sobey. Me, I'm drinking boba. Bunny with boney hands is stealing from OnlyFans. It's cold game, shout out Slater. You know that money gon' get to talking, need A translator. I beg that janitor, get to mopping When I'm dropping all this green. Squadaddy, four things. Now I'm in the Stang, crawling on the blade. With a thick big booty bitch and I got Her on skates. Sending all my illegal shit out of state. Niggas gotta go get paid. Cold game, ice cold like the wrist, bro. AP. Pull up, hop out like the bitch ho. Cold game. Funkadelic, psychedelic, dope disco. Cold Bet you never ever heard it like this, Ho. Cold game. Ice cold like the wrist, bro. AP. Pull up, hop out like the bitch ho. Cold I'm getting money, I don't never have to Trip, though. Bet you never ever heard it like This, ho. Ice cold game running through my veins. Chunky gold chain, nigga bang. Love them niggas from my gang. Nigga gotta watch his back. Hold me down with the MAC. In '05 breaking bitches on the track. In '09, bitch I'm back on parole. Fresh off the level four. In a Buick checking traps for my ho. Nigga getting to the chilly. Focus on a hundred milli. Nine-figure nigga, tell me can you feel me? Can you see it? Do you believe it? Keep it real, If you don't, then I'm leaving. Money motivated. Tech nine chrome-plated. I look back and thank God that I made It. Still up breaking dice game up. Five deuce the gate. Roll a seven every time we got the fade. Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em. Roll 'em in a circle of niggas and watch Me break 'em