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Monteasy - Cold Blues (feat. Ghostface Killah) Lyrics
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[ Featuring CT Fletcher ]

I'm CT Fletcher and I'm with Ghostface Killah and Monteasy and I got a motherf*cking Message for the masses
Which one of you motherf*ckers is coming in second
Cause all you motherf*ckers know that I'm gonna win this motherf*cking shit
There's a beast that roams the valley, tearing and ripping and killing
Destroying everything in his motherf*cking path
I'm here to let you know that I am the motherf*cking one that you heard about
I am the motherf*cking one that your mama warned you about
The beast is here, F*ck Ya'll
You like a snake in the grass that strikes to bite
Dangerous mind that poison the waters
Walls up like trumps on all the borders
Porters, cribs like junkyard dog
Stacks your shit like you running a blog
I blow fog, smoke like you steaming out a box of clams
Ruku, strawberry, kush, purple yams
The scan is cash, roll the rules, a big bag
The bag of rubber bands, stacks in a green rag
Nigga, don't play with me
You ain't tight with me
Took the bird off my arm cause the shit kept biting me
Damn skippy Wu-Tang roots to are essential
My jewels shine hard like a verse on an instrumental
I ain't a genital, I'm a giant like Andre
Splashing pineapple with a whole glass of Bombay
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
Ayo we come through, run through
Supreme Clientele
What you gonna do
We give you the cold blues
We keep em running, running
We give you cold blues
Know that we hunting gunning
Ayo, we come through, run through
Supreme Clientele
What you gonna do
We give you the cold blues
We keep em running, running
Know that we hustling gunning
We give you the cold blues
Look, I told them I was back at it
Styles are pragmatic
Best I ever do it
Check The stats
Know I'm the passion
Wu-Tang, Emmitt Connect
I'm about to grinding
Back To Meth and Red
Know that I'm rock wildin
Get your WCW
Hall and Nash We Out siding
Truth is Never front for the outliers
Flippin' on them
Like Tony Hawk in 96
You don't want war
Tell me you don't want war
Now listen
You don't want to step to the kid
I promise this
Gonna take Michael Jordan type of dominance
Gonna take Tom Brady throwing them passes
Gonna take Mike Tyson throwing hooks and them jabs in
Compete with me
You're gonna need armies of weapons
No one do it better
Monteasy CT Fletcher
Ghostface Killah Wu Tang
Emmitt Team Monteasy
Dame Lillard from the shot 30 feet
Ayo we come through, run through
Supreme Clientele
What you gonna do
We give you the cold blues
We keep em running, running
We give you cold blues
Know that we hunting gunning
Ayo, we come through, run through
Supreme Clientele
What you gonna do
We give you the cold blues
We keep em running, running
Know that we hustling gunning
We give you the cold blues
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I'm CT Fletcher and I'm with Ghostface Killah and Monteasy and I got a motherf*cking Message for the masses
Which one of you motherf*ckers is coming in second
Cause all you motherf*ckers know that I'm gonna win this motherf*cking shit
There's a beast that roams the valley, tearing and ripping and killing
Destroying everything in his motherf*cking path
I'm here to let you know that I am the motherf*cking one that you heard about
I am the motherf*cking one that your mama warned you about
The beast is here, F*ck Ya'll
You like a snake in the grass that strikes to bite
Dangerous mind that poison the waters
Walls up like trumps on all the borders
Porters, cribs like junkyard dog
Stacks your shit like you running a blog
I blow fog, smoke like you steaming out a box of clams
Ruku, strawberry, kush, purple yams
The scan is cash, roll the rules, a big bag
The bag of rubber bands, stacks in a green rag
Nigga, don't play with me
You ain't tight with me
Took the bird off my arm cause the shit kept biting me
Damn skippy Wu-Tang roots to are essential
My jewels shine hard like a verse on an instrumental
I ain't a genital, I'm a giant like Andre
Splashing pineapple with a whole glass of Bombay
Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang
Ayo we come through, run through
Supreme Clientele
What you gonna do
We give you the cold blues
We keep em running, running
We give you cold blues
Know that we hunting gunning
Ayo, we come through, run through
Supreme Clientele
What you gonna do
We give you the cold blues
We keep em running, running
Know that we hustling gunning
We give you the cold blues
Look, I told them I was back at it
Styles are pragmatic
Best I ever do it
Check The stats
Know I'm the passion
Wu-Tang, Emmitt Connect
I'm about to grinding
Back To Meth and Red
Know that I'm rock wildin
Get your WCW
Hall and Nash We Out siding
Truth is Never front for the outliers
Flippin' on them
Like Tony Hawk in 96
You don't want war
Tell me you don't want war
Now listen
You don't want to step to the kid
I promise this
Gonna take Michael Jordan type of dominance
Gonna take Tom Brady throwing them passes
Gonna take Mike Tyson throwing hooks and them jabs in
Compete with me
You're gonna need armies of weapons
No one do it better
Monteasy CT Fletcher
Ghostface Killah Wu Tang
Emmitt Team Monteasy
Dame Lillard from the shot 30 feet
Ayo we come through, run through
Supreme Clientele
What you gonna do
We give you the cold blues
We keep em running, running
We give you cold blues
Know that we hunting gunning
Ayo, we come through, run through
Supreme Clientele
What you gonna do
We give you the cold blues
We keep em running, running
Know that we hustling gunning
We give you the cold blues
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Writer: Carl Mitchell, CT FLETCHER, Antoine Lewis
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