Verses1:
So that was your master plan
To sell out get your fame
Go against your own man
Thats really a damn shame
Snitch on your own skin
Thats really a damn lame
You could not handle the biggest flame
You had to aim and bang
Saying you's a boss playing
Keep up your business up
Saying you holding the spot player
Keep up your fitness up
Saying your team is strong
But your rate is lowest
You hustle way backward
Shit your money still slowest
Man records aint sell
Your company aint bumping up
Man give it up
Because your time is really up
You been hustling for a longtime
Still never got nothing
Talk all that gangster shit
But you never pop nothing
Man stop lying
Man stop fronting
Cause around here
You aint really saying nothing
You hate on me
Because i feed dem kids
You jealous and envy
And you wanna be me
F*ck
Chorus:
Dont be surprise when i start filling up the refrigerator
Support your whole team and turn you into hater
I know its cold outside
Damn thats a cold winter
Go against god you will die later
Verses2:
You dislike my place
Discriminated my race
But saddest thing is you could not
Feel confortable with your own face
Tryna intimidate
But self humiliate
You just punk soft
Not even average
All your product that you gots
Is full of garbage
Dark vader swagger
Thats cool
But not holding a light saber
What a fool
Shot fire at a cops make you bigger
Setence jail for life make you scared quicker
You claimed that you keep it gangster
But the gangster got rob
Snatched the chain off
A never got back
Shit i see you hate on me
Because im doing good
Plus people feel me more than you in your hood
Its hurt that you dont make a plat
But shit hit a sell
Its gonna be a rap
And dr dre will tell you its a rap
Chorus:
Dont be surprise when i start filling up the refrigerator
Support your whole team and turn you into hater
I know its cold outside
Damn thats a cold winter
Go against god you will die later
Sony Tha Beast - Cold Winter Lyrics
Sony Tha Beast - Cold Winter Lyrics
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Verses1:
So that was your master plan
To sell out get your fame
Go against your own man
Thats really a damn shame
Snitch on your own skin
Thats really a damn lame
You could not handle the biggest flame
You had to aim and bang
Saying you's a boss playing
Keep up your business up
Saying you holding the spot player
Keep up your fitness up
Saying your team is strong
But your rate is lowest
You hustle way backward
Shit your money still slowest
Man records aint sell
Your company aint bumping up
Man give it up
Because your time is really up
You been hustling for a longtime
Still never got nothing
Talk all that gangster shit
But you never pop nothing
Man stop lying
Man stop fronting
Cause around here
You aint really saying nothing
You hate on me
Because i feed dem kids
You jealous and envy
And you wanna be me
F*ck
Chorus:
Dont be surprise when i start filling up the refrigerator
Support your whole team and turn you into hater
I know its cold outside
Damn thats a cold winter
Go against god you will die later
Verses2:
You dislike my place
Discriminated my race
But saddest thing is you could not
Feel confortable with your own face
Tryna intimidate
But self humiliate
You just punk soft
Not even average
All your product that you gots
Is full of garbage
Dark vader swagger
Thats cool
But not holding a light saber
What a fool
Shot fire at a cops make you bigger
Setence jail for life make you scared quicker
You claimed that you keep it gangster
But the gangster got rob
Snatched the chain off
A never got back
Shit i see you hate on me
Because im doing good
Plus people feel me more than you in your hood
Its hurt that you dont make a plat
But shit hit a sell
Its gonna be a rap
And dr dre will tell you its a rap
Chorus:
Dont be surprise when i start filling up the refrigerator
Support your whole team and turn you into hater
I know its cold outside
Damn thats a cold winter
Go against god you will die later
So that was your master plan
To sell out get your fame
Go against your own man
Thats really a damn shame
Snitch on your own skin
Thats really a damn lame
You could not handle the biggest flame
You had to aim and bang
Saying you's a boss playing
Keep up your business up
Saying you holding the spot player
Keep up your fitness up
Saying your team is strong
But your rate is lowest
You hustle way backward
Shit your money still slowest
Man records aint sell
Your company aint bumping up
Man give it up
Because your time is really up
You been hustling for a longtime
Still never got nothing
Talk all that gangster shit
But you never pop nothing
Man stop lying
Man stop fronting
Cause around here
You aint really saying nothing
You hate on me
Because i feed dem kids
You jealous and envy
And you wanna be me
F*ck
Chorus:
Dont be surprise when i start filling up the refrigerator
Support your whole team and turn you into hater
I know its cold outside
Damn thats a cold winter
Go against god you will die later
Verses2:
You dislike my place
Discriminated my race
But saddest thing is you could not
Feel confortable with your own face
Tryna intimidate
But self humiliate
You just punk soft
Not even average
All your product that you gots
Is full of garbage
Dark vader swagger
Thats cool
But not holding a light saber
What a fool
Shot fire at a cops make you bigger
Setence jail for life make you scared quicker
You claimed that you keep it gangster
But the gangster got rob
Snatched the chain off
A never got back
Shit i see you hate on me
Because im doing good
Plus people feel me more than you in your hood
Its hurt that you dont make a plat
But shit hit a sell
Its gonna be a rap
And dr dre will tell you its a rap
Chorus:
Dont be surprise when i start filling up the refrigerator
Support your whole team and turn you into hater
I know its cold outside
Damn thats a cold winter
Go against god you will die later