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Hey `rell this beat is.. (hot)(hot)
You know I keep a chrome, under seats and in the home
Without speaking you`ll give me your chain
I`m Da Vinci, don`t make me draw ya pain
They call me `Sco, short for Rosco P. Coldchain
Hey `Rell this beat is.. (hot)

It go hot waistDesert taste
Four pounds of metal, triangle face
Hesitate never, I`ll put hole in whoever
Don`t make Push Russian Roulette ya
Gamble with your life
Change came from cocaine I`ve measured
White was the treasure, comfort was the steel
I pedal to the corner like a child on a big wheel
Flow more sicker, so much shake in the street
They measure my weight in Richter
Make no mistake, I rhyme for the public
But still I push weight that make the ghetto`s quake
By all means I`ve seen I`ve lived
By 22 years old,
50 thousand dollar vehicles I rimm
My dreams start over the stove
I ran over the globe and back again

Hey `rell this beat is.. (hot)(hot)
You know I keep a chrome, under seats and in the home
Without speaking you`ll give me your chain
I`m Da Vinci, don`t make me draw ya pain
They call me `sco, short for Rosco P. Coldchain
Hey `Rell this beat is.. (hot)

Y`all niggas really ain`t got a pot to piss in
Or a window to throw it out of
I`m filthy but you better believe I got over a stack in my pocket though
Iceberg on the seams of jeans no
I`m a Dickies and Timbs man, I`m not no Benz man
Delta 88 on rims man, with mirror tint
And four of my most militant men whose trying to stay sucker free
That`s why they hang around me, cause I ain`t prints
Left em for diamonds and pearls, I`m not no bitch
I choose a mag before that attached 100 shot clip
I scare the shit out of bank tellers so I can become rich
That`s how I make my living, I give em encouragement, you`re doing great
Keep chillin while I`m flashing the glock in their face
I show em I can be appreciative, I tell em thanks for giving I`m sinning
But the Lord knows I have three children
Now I`m somewhere in Utah relaxing to Jazz with a broad
Quarter mill in a stash, avoiding the law from far!
Hey `rell this beat is.. (hot)(hot)
You know I keep a chrome, under seats and in the home
Without speaking you`ll give me your chain
I`m Da Vinci, don`t make me draw ya pain
They call me `Sco, short for Rosco P. Coldchain
Hey `Rell this beat is.. (hot)

let it let it let it

I`m starting wit the man in the mirror
i’M asking to make that change
That real dough, that point something paper
Like a 4.6 on a Range, new shit
Look `Bonic really been through shit
Pay close attention when Boo spit
Uh, lack a that`ll get you hit
And don`t care who you`ll come back through with, been around
Nigga front like he want his car spin around
Window drop block pop spin around
Niggaz stand up looking for `em sit em down
And ya see em laid out
That`s why when I was young I stayed out
And plus being pussy ya niggaz is played out
I made means to get that cream
We all playas all they say is how you get that team

Hey `rell this beat is.. (hot)(hot)
You know I keep a chrome, under seats and in the home
Without speaking you`ll give me your chain
I`m Da Vinci, don`t make me draw ya pain
They call me `Sco, short for Rosco P. Coldchain
Hey `Rell this beat is.. (hot)

Hey `rell this beat is.. (hot)(hot)

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