[Intro:] Uhh... "Cold, cause it's cold, cause it's cold, and I'm cold" It's cold, it's cold, I'm cold "Cause it's cold, cause it's cold, cause it's cold, and I'm cold" It's cold, it's cold, uhh, I'm cold "It's so cold in the streets" ahh yessir! "It's so cold, anywhere that you go" "Somebody take me to another place" "A place where, it ain't so cold" why? "Cause it's cold, cause it's cold, and I'm cold" It's cold, it's cold, I'm cold "Cause it's cold, cause it's cold, cause it's cold, and I'm cold" It's cold, it's cold, uhh, check it
[Saigon:] My momma with my grandmomma now I wonder what they sayin when they lookin down; Wonder if I made 'em proud I made it this far, I wonder if that made 'em smile I took something so wild and I made a mile But now people takin my kindness for a weakness Talkin shit about me like I ain't one of the deepest Like I ain't connected to them niggaz with them sweepers That'd be happy to introduce fools to the Grim Reaper You think you know me cause you seen me on a website? Well did you know I'm in some drama almost e'ry night? I never set out to be a fuckin celebrity So I don't what people think give 'em the right to mess with me Feeling like they testin me, gettin ready to lose control Momma would've said use music, it soothes the soul (I know) I try to live my life on cruise control But I feel the need to speed right now baby bro Cause it's cold
[Chorus:] "It's so cold in the streets" "It's so cold, anywhere that you go" "Somebody take me to another place" where? "A place where, it ain't so cold" "Cause it's cold, cause it's cold, and I'm cold" "Cause it's cold, cause it's cold, cause it's cold, and I'm cold"
[Saigon:] Check it; my momma with my grandfather now If heaven got a ghetto they in that part of town I wonder if it get cold up there in the clouds Cause down here Jack Frost ain't fuckin around Even in the summer time you can feel the windchill Shots light up the night, niggaz gettin it in still This is where we call home, shit is like a war zone Try to dress warm, put your long john drawers on Homey it's cold; and you gon' need more than some hot chocolate Cause when it's on somebody spittin them Glock rockets 'Til you seen somethin that ain't for your eye sockets This is our hustle and no you can not knock it {Brrrrr} Freezin out here You would think that it was winter season I swear Everywhere you would turn the Feds and the D's is right there Shit is like a freakin nightmare
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[Saigon - imitating GZA's "Cold World":] They'll be runnin on the block, bustin off shots Shit is deep on that block and you've got me locked down In this cold, cold world
[Outro:] Remember that shit? Shit real! It's cold out here man Recession, ain't got no money, no job Niggaz still shootin, goin to jail every day It's cold... it's cold... it's cold... and I'm cold It's cold (yeah nigga) Saigon, YEAH!