Cold Blooded Lyrics

You say I treat you different, why is that

Anytime Devo gone hop on a track you know that it's all facts

I always hang up first cause i'm knowing they gone call back

You venting about yo' problems but I ain't the one who caused that

Take it up with who caused that

New whip they like "who car is that"

In the Raq' in a alley it's all gats

They like "Devo how you cope" take this Perc' and fall back

Just hit this wood , don't call me though

Most of these niggas be stalling

Pass me the rock I ball like Spaulding

40's & Chops don't play or we off him

Or we off him, I been doing this often

Like- be quiet stop talking (Shh)

White sheet crime scene they chalked him

Any opp i catch i hawked him

And it's merched you aint never did shit

Nigga you a bitch you aint never get took on a lick

And aint never put shit to a wig so boy stop capping

I was the one doing action

Turning these Boys to Men that's average

I was the one out toting the ratchet

Pockets deep with some mufucking gadgets

Pockets deep with some mufucking what?

Pockets deep with some mufucking cabbage

If I want, I take it , I have it

Ain't nobody real no more what happened?

Aint nobody real no more

He say he aint doing drills no more (that's crazy)

Ion' know how to feel lil bro

Im tryna get to the top

Bending yo block still counting up guap

As the day get longer i'm watching the clock

They say "Popoff boy when you gon stop"

Heh , never

I play shit out so damn clever

They be studying my ways

Be tryna take my place

Snatch the food right off my plate

Aint never caught a case

Made a couple niggas catch some K's

And we don't box no catching fades

Put two to three in his face

Reached back in my gangsta ways They say you fucking heartless

I blame that bitch in seventh grade

Thinking back like damn i really lost it

Skipping all my High School classes

Man you know i was never tardy

They say you go retarded

He capped out if he say he garbage

Really him, outer space like Invader Zim

Told you I wasn't chasing her

She say she ain't chasing him

Cant keep up girl you dont pace enough

But i slowed down just take my hand

Glockies' in the sprinter van , tryna get yo mans go

Ain't no hiding we get violent take yo life away

Ain't with all that deciding , make a choice boy im not for the games

I tried to make shit right but i guess you in love with lames

It's some shit i need off my chest , so much stress feel like a dope fiend

Cold Blooded I got no veins (Cold Blooded I got no veins)

Let me hear that