{Chorus: Ludacris, Chimere}
It ain't no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside (It's cold outside)
And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside (It's cold outside)
I'm hidin' out and smokin' herb
'Cause my boss is gettin' on my motherfuckin' nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside (It's cold outside)
See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside (It's cold outside)
{Verse 1}
Man, I can hear that wind blowin'
You say it don't get cold in CP
Well niggas it's been snowin'
Even though some might disagree
When business is still slowin'
Even if we subject to change
Come up out them diamonds and rings
Even all them dollars and change
Nigga we home-grown
And to those that couldn't take the pressure
Nigga they long gone
Skeet 25 lighters on dressers
Or you'll get zoned on
They be puttin' them bodies in bags
They be cuttin' them bodies on slabs
Then go to somebody and brag
Got to keep a straight face
Better keep inside what you know
Got to find a safe place
Better stay in silence or go
Or end up a waste case
Pick figure it's more stuff to do
Pick nigga it's more folks than you
Pigs never come close to a clue
I put my life on it
Want to disrespect give me your neck
And I'll put a knife on it
Some say it's slippery when wet
But my Roll got ice on it
It's all about supply and demand
It's all about me buyin' some land
You folks just don't understand
That, uh
It ain't no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ain't no choices 'cause it's cold outside (It's cold outside)
And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlin' tryin' to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say it's cold outside (It's cold outside)
I'm hidin' out and smokin' herb
'Cause my boss is gettin' on my motherfuckin' nerves
But I got to take it 'cause it's cold outside (It's cold outside)
See rappin' is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it 'cause it's cold outside (It's cold outside)
{Verse 1}
Man, I can hear that wind blowin'
You say it don't get cold in CP
Well niggas it's been snowin'
Even though some might disagree
When business is still slowin'
Even if we subject to change
Come up out them diamonds and rings
Even all them dollars and change
Nigga we home-grown
And to those that couldn't take the pressure
Nigga they long gone
Skeet 25 lighters on dressers
Or you'll get zoned on
They be puttin' them bodies in bags
They be cuttin' them bodies on slabs
Then go to somebody and brag
Got to keep a straight face
Better keep inside what you know
Got to find a safe place
Better stay in silence or go
Or end up a waste case
Pick figure it's more stuff to do
Pick nigga it's more folks than you
Pigs never come close to a clue
I put my life on it
Want to disrespect give me your neck
And I'll put a knife on it
Some say it's slippery when wet
But my Roll got ice on it
It's all about supply and demand
It's all about me buyin' some land
You folks just don't understand
That, uh
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