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cold hearted - jay fizzle lyrics

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[hook: jay fizzle]
three n-ggas with me you know that it’s steppin’
you can’t come around if you don’t have a whip
don’t sport that half strap [?]
i cut off dogs cause i heard that he tellin’
my [?] gangster she in the [?]
i make some mistakes but i [?]
don’t f-ck with new n-ggas i hate [?]
b-tches been grape but i ain’t talkin’ jelly
yeah, i got some n-ggas that gone slide by me
brought up in the street so i might die in the streets
step your -ss in fire and you might fry when it’s beef
got some real n-ggas that’s gone fire bout me

[verse 1: jay fizzle]
death round the corner i don’t fear em
n-ggas keep talkin’ i don’t hear em
my only little girl 7 years
her mama won’t let me see her
[?]
[?]
remember the park at the shootout
we had to cuss the whole crew out
that made your new n-gga move out
[?]
racks on their head put a check on em
cut my dog off he my ex homie
for i need a n-gga i stay long
[?]
i’m raised in the streets i got no mama
the only one there was my grandmama
i give her the work that’s what i’m known for

[hook: jay fizzle]
three n-ggas with me you know that it’s steppin’
you can’t come around if you don’t have a whip
don’t sport that half strap [?]
i cut off dogs cause i heard that he tellin’
my [?] gangster she in the [?]
i make some mistakes but i [?]
don’t f-ck with new n-ggas i hate [?]
b-tches been grape but i ain’t talkin’ jelly
yeah, i got some n-ggas that gone slide by me
brought up in the street so i might die in the streets
step your -ss in fire and you might fry when it’s beef
got some real n-ggas that’s gone fire bout me

[verse 2: jay fizzle]
i know they hate on my come up
f-ck em go tell a n-gga run up
trap all night till the sun up
tryna get rich so i can take home my mama
whole lotta hoes [?]
got cut real n-ggas i die for em
use to be broke i ain’t had nothin’
jump off the porch i was too young
just had a newborn matter fact two of em
if it ain’t paper then i ain’t about it
collect all the bread let you have the breadcrumbs
remember [?] we slept on a twin bunk
remember the date when we use to skip lunch
that was my n-gga we go bust an and 1
all the fight and never [?]
remember the christmas and we prayin’ for everyone

[hook: jay fizzle]
three n-ggas with me you know that it’s steppin’
you can’t come around if you don’t have a whip
don’t sport that half strap [?]
i cut off dogs cause i heard that he tellin’
my [?] gangster she in the [?]
i make some mistakes but i [?]
don’t f-ck with new n-ggas i hate [?]
b-tches been grape but i ain’t talkin’ jelly
yeah, i got some n-ggas that gone slide by me
brought up in the street so i might die in the streets
step your -ss in fire and you might fry when it’s beef
got some real n-ggas that’s gone fire bout me

[outro: jay fizzle]
you know you ain’t never know who really love you till your dead
that’s why i don’t f-ck with these n-ggas
fear me
i keep three n-ggas with me and three n-ggas on it
been with me from day one
straight like dis
no new n-ggas
gang sh-t no lame sh-t n-gga
paper route business
[?]

[hook: jay fizzle]
three n-ggas with me you know that it’s steppin’
you can’t come around if you don’t have a whip
don’t sport that half strap [?]
i cut off dogs cause i heard that he tellin’
my [?] gangster she in the [?]
i make some mistakes but i [?]
don’t f-ck with new n-ggas i hate [?]
b-tches been grape but i ain’t talkin’ jelly
yeah, i got some n-ggas that gone slide by me
brought up in the street so i might die in the streets
step your -ss in fire and you might fry when it’s beef
got some real n-ggas that’s gone fire bout me

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