This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Graveyards filling up with street blood

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

Trying hard to speak and

Full up to fuck with blood,

When there was a flood they really just have cold blood, their heartless

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

These story's are cold, stopped blood flow, evils you know , don't slow

Licensed to kill and spill the blood of those who think they ill/

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

Let it rain let it flood let a crip kill a blood

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Thats spits lyrics so cold

I'm gon remember her, but still

Till we will, fucking kill!