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Cold War Video (MV)




Performed By: Rue
Language: English
Length: 3:59
Written by: Alphonse Brown




Rue - Cold War Lyrics




Its a Cold War
Seen niggas cross me the ones I'll take a slug for
Gave shawty my heart she took it and she stomped on it
They put a knife up in my back its like I turned on them
We was attached how could you leave and depart from me
It was plenty love seen the hate come
It was plenty nights I had to stay up
Gotta get this paper yeah
Plenty risk I had to take em
Decisions had to make em
Few losses had to shake em

RUE Im underrated I smoke until I'm faded
All these problems that I'm facing
Cant let these niggas phase me
Gotta get it for my babies
Babymama really hate me
My life should be in Hd
Niggas really snakey
Stay solid won't break me
They wanna see me starve
Or caged behind a wall
She aint pick up my calls
Left my heart in some scars got me breaking down all these gars
Damaged don't see no love
Stubborn I hold a grudge
Run up you could hold this slug
Loyalty thicker than blood
Rawyalty come from the mud
This shit it come from the slums
They patient waiting for my fall
Cant believe they want see down
6feet up in the ground plenty times I could've died
Guess God need me alive
Wish I could bring Rell back to see his son smile
And see us up now
And bring my nigga Stup back these niggas turning slime
It get crazy in these streets you don't know when its your time
Know niggas that felt they death and really died
Seen bitches look me in eye and really lie
Cant a nigga son me no not I
Wont let a nigga run me that shit it won't fly
You know ima top guy its up like a pop fly
All my niggas crooked something like a cock eye
Smoking on this strong I aint talking bout pop-eye
You niggas aint reaaalllll sci-fi yeah

Its a Cold War
Seen niggas cross me the ones I'll take a slug for
Gave shawty my heart she took it and she stomped on it
They put a knife up in my back its like I turned on them
We was attached how could you leave and depart from me
It was plenty love seen the hate come
It was plenty nights I had to stay up
Gotta get this paper yeah
Plenty risk I had to take em
Decisions had to make em
Few losses had to shake em

Made in them trenches live a slum life
Run thru my city no ion stop at red lights
Them niggas behind me yea I see they headlights
Keep something for them snakes you know I'm the ape type
How you niggas eating and yo dawg aint even ate right
Im always on go no I aint the brake type
Niggas catching bullets yea they feeling like they Jerry Rice
Married to these streets well no aint no throwing rice
Life is a gamble you gotta roll the dice
Seen my dawg getting cake but he aint split a slice
Seen my dawg turn fake no he aint living right
Watched my dawg turn rat he raised up his right
Hand bitch its guy fam all my guys blam
Westbaghdad pray yo gat it don't jam
Many won't last
Niggas losing control I hope they don't crash
When Im up in that mode for you I feel bad
I aint showing no sympathy I want a body bag
Cuz if they ever get a chance they gone rock my ass
How you switch on yo nigga would've gave you my last
How you switch on yo nigga would've gave you my last

Its a Cold War
Seen niggas cross me the ones I'll take a slug for
Gave shawty my heart she took it and she stomped on it
They put a knife up in my back its like I turned on them
We was attached how could you leave and depart from me
It was plenty love seen the hate come
It was plenty nights I had to stay up
Gotta get this paper yeah
Plenty risk I had to take em
Decisions had to make em
Few losses had to shake em
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Its a Cold War
Seen niggas cross me the ones I'll take a slug for
Gave shawty my heart she took it and she stomped on it
They put a knife up in my back its like I turned on them
We was attached how could you leave and depart from me
It was plenty love seen the hate come
It was plenty nights I had to stay up
Gotta get this paper yeah
Plenty risk I had to take em
Decisions had to make em
Few losses had to shake em

RUE Im underrated I smoke until I'm faded
All these problems that I'm facing
Cant let these niggas phase me
Gotta get it for my babies
Babymama really hate me
My life should be in Hd
Niggas really snakey
Stay solid won't break me
They wanna see me starve
Or caged behind a wall
She aint pick up my calls
Left my heart in some scars got me breaking down all these gars
Damaged don't see no love
Stubborn I hold a grudge
Run up you could hold this slug
Loyalty thicker than blood
Rawyalty come from the mud
This shit it come from the slums
They patient waiting for my fall
Cant believe they want see down
6feet up in the ground plenty times I could've died
Guess God need me alive
Wish I could bring Rell back to see his son smile
And see us up now
And bring my nigga Stup back these niggas turning slime
It get crazy in these streets you don't know when its your time
Know niggas that felt they death and really died
Seen bitches look me in eye and really lie
Cant a nigga son me no not I
Wont let a nigga run me that shit it won't fly
You know ima top guy its up like a pop fly
All my niggas crooked something like a cock eye
Smoking on this strong I aint talking bout pop-eye
You niggas aint reaaalllll sci-fi yeah

Its a Cold War
Seen niggas cross me the ones I'll take a slug for
Gave shawty my heart she took it and she stomped on it
They put a knife up in my back its like I turned on them
We was attached how could you leave and depart from me
It was plenty love seen the hate come
It was plenty nights I had to stay up
Gotta get this paper yeah
Plenty risk I had to take em
Decisions had to make em
Few losses had to shake em

Made in them trenches live a slum life
Run thru my city no ion stop at red lights
Them niggas behind me yea I see they headlights
Keep something for them snakes you know I'm the ape type
How you niggas eating and yo dawg aint even ate right
Im always on go no I aint the brake type
Niggas catching bullets yea they feeling like they Jerry Rice
Married to these streets well no aint no throwing rice
Life is a gamble you gotta roll the dice
Seen my dawg getting cake but he aint split a slice
Seen my dawg turn fake no he aint living right
Watched my dawg turn rat he raised up his right
Hand bitch its guy fam all my guys blam
Westbaghdad pray yo gat it don't jam
Many won't last
Niggas losing control I hope they don't crash
When Im up in that mode for you I feel bad
I aint showing no sympathy I want a body bag
Cuz if they ever get a chance they gone rock my ass
How you switch on yo nigga would've gave you my last
How you switch on yo nigga would've gave you my last

Its a Cold War
Seen niggas cross me the ones I'll take a slug for
Gave shawty my heart she took it and she stomped on it
They put a knife up in my back its like I turned on them
We was attached how could you leave and depart from me
It was plenty love seen the hate come
It was plenty nights I had to stay up
Gotta get this paper yeah
Plenty risk I had to take em
Decisions had to make em
Few losses had to shake em
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Writer: Alphonse Brown
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