Hot Roscoe P. Coldchain (Ft. Boo Bonic & Pusha T)

[Produced by The Neptunes]

[Intro: Rosco P. Coldchain]
Hey 'Rell this beat is
Hot, Hot

[Hook: Rosco P. Coldchain/Pharrell Williams]
You know I keep a chrome, under seats and in the home
Without speaking you'll give me your chain
I'm Da Vinci, don't make me draw ya pain
They call me 'Sco, short for Rosco P. Coldchain

[Interlude: Rosco P. Coldchain]
Hey 'Rell this beat is
Hot

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
It go hot waist, Desert taste
Four pounds of metal, triangle face
Hesi-tate, never, I'll put hole in whoever
Don't make Push Russian-Roulette ya
Gamble wit' ya life
Change came from cocaine I've measured
White was the treasure, comfort was the steel
I pedal to the corner like a child on a big wheel
Flow more sicker, so much shake in the street
They measure my weight in Richter
Make no mistake, I rhyme for the public
But still I push weight that make the ghettos quake
By all means, I've seen, I've lived
By 22 years old, 50 thousand dollar vehicles I rimmed
My dreams start over the stove
I ran over the globe and back again