Fiend (Rapper)

Fiend (Rapper) - Cold Wit It lyrics

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I'm cold wit it
 I'm just cold wit it
 Know what I'm sayin'?
 If you don't know by now  I'm cold wit it
 Ah  I don't know if its...
 I'm  I'm  I'm just I don't get when I'm dunkin'
 Ah  I don't know if I just can't be faded when I do my fadeaways
 Why they get jealous of my jumpshots
 Man  I'm  I'm tired of it
 Look  check it out

 Verse 1:
 They call my game Alaska
 Ice cubes in the cup that simmer Nebraska
 The final chapter
 Took me some time to master
 Many crashed and burned, ain't my concern
 No, I ain't gettin' paid to teach, but you can learn
 I wake up 'fore the sun, speak to God 'fore I run
 Review skills, cause now I'm more effective than the gun
 Told since day one that my time gon' come
 Step into the field and I can't be outdone
 I roam the rectangle
 Dangers from all angles
 Leave your feelings at home
 Cause this could get painful
 Stamped and approved
 Born not to lose
 'Till you play wit me, don't talk
 Then get your own shoes

 I'm cold wit it, I'm cold wit it
 Throw it against the glass and watch me go get it
 I'm cold wit it, I'm cold wit it
 I wanna put my game in cans so you can go get it

 I'm the number one draft pick
 I make layers cough up their last chips
 My feet came with springs like a mattress
 Frightnin'
 Faster than the speed of lightnin'
 Excitnin'
 Like the fights of the '93 Tyson
 No mistakes
 Before you get to yip-yappin' in my face
 You better have your ankles braced
 Screws and duct tape
 I'm a starter like Maurice Carter
 Here to serve ya
 Naturally made for the game like D.A. and Brian Mercer
 They playin' WAAAHHHH!!! music
 Time to get hyped now
 Wanna be a soldier
 Let's go to Master P's right now
 Can't be ignored, showed every time I scored
 Had to put money aside
 Cause I just shattered the backboard

 I'm cold wit it, I'm cold wit it
 I'm 'bout to glide right passed ya watch me just go get it
 I'm cold wit it, I'm cold wit it
 'Bout to put it in a can so you can just go get it
 I'm cold wit it, I'm cold wit it
 Throw it against the glass and watch the boy go get it
 I'm cold wit it, I'm cold wit it
 Now when I dunk in your face why don't you act like I ain't did it
 Cold wit it

 (Basketball bouncing 'till fade
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Language: English

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