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(feat. Frank V, Lil' Rob) [Royal T] It's a cold world, so my heaters stay hot My shank stays sharp, don't make me stick in in your heart Body snatcher, don't make me reach out and touch you Fuck Royal T? Nah homey, fuck you It's a new year time to get shit clear Anybody cross me gonna quickly disappear I'm still pimped out, still spit the shrimp out Still gangsta boogie, still knock a simp out Still hitting corners, still hitting switches Still on the Low with some bad ass bitches All loc'd out all dressed in blue To the head to the fed and the you know who Behind ten getting bent in my blue Navigator Looking in my mirror at these fucking tail-gatters From Dago to Japan I'm still the shit To the one with more ice to get you frostbit [Chorus x2: Frank V (Lil' Rob)] Everything you heard was true About the villains in blue Three deep in a rag 62 Hitting switches like bitches after the brew And pulling homicides on snitches like you Letras de canciones(That's what we do) [Frank V] Everything you heard was real on the really I drink like a fish and I pack a nine milli Fuck them rumors man, I'll tell you the dilly Yeah I went to jail cuz I slapped a bitch silly Frank Villy, California's most hated The last ten years I think I been underrated Other rappers with half my skill got top bill While I payed my own way just to rock the steel But I ain't tripping just hoe ripping, dough flipping If I don't got my nine then I'm .44 gripping The year two-thou, there shall be no slipping Just hysterical lyrical ass whippings Keep on dipping, no time for tricking The day's getting shorter and time keeps ticking That shit was true that you heard about me Motherfucking Mexican, motherfucker, Frank V [Chorus x2] [Lil' Rob] I guess we all pay the agony for the extasy I don't want anyone around me I don't nobody next to me You understand? Yeah you know what I mean Cuz I mean what I say, homeboy stay away I'm in a class of my own and I hold my own And I write my own shit, won't stop till I control shit Lil' Rob be the bomba and everybody knows it Case closed, Lil' Rob the man who closed it Ferocious, explosive, when I grab the mic You don't like daylight? I'll turn this motherfucker into night I could do things you couldn't imagine I'm guarenteed to be the last man standing and the last man laughing Bigger balls than cannons, deeper than Grand Canyons All up in this girl's ass like a g-string when she's tanning I'm one of a kind, genuine, and that's ok though Putting it down for Los Angeles y San Diego [Chorus x2] From Letras Mania