cold game

A its a cold game ,for the money niggas they a change on ya, for the Money nigga yo own panta a pull a fuckin thang you, niggas pocket watching on the low plotting ,why you mad cause these hoes im knocking, and you steady jockin em,and my paper growing like weed plants,i no the haters can see that,funk is where be at,everyday blowing weed packs, looking like Chinaman believe that, we stay high we stay ready ,pulling up in a drop Chevy my click known to get money heavy, them feds no them boys deadly, beating cases on the daily, more guns then the navy