Idioma Origen:
[Ludacris]
[Chorus]
It ainīt no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ainīt no choices īcause itīs cold outside (Itīs cold outside)
And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlinī tryinī to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say itīs cold outside (Itīs cold outside)
Iīm hiding out and smokinī herb
because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it īcause itīs cold outside (Itīs cold outside)
See rappinī is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it cause itīs cold outside (Itīs cold outside)
[Verse 1]
Man, I can hear that wind blowing
You say it donīt get cold in CP
Well niggas itīs been snowing
Even though some might disagree
When business is still slowing
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 couldnīt take the pressure
Nigga they long gone
Skeet 25 lighters on dressers
Or youīll get zoned on
They be puttinī them bodies in bags
They be cuttinī them bodies on slabs
Then go to somebody and brag
Got to keep a straight face
Better keep inside with your know
Got to find a safe place
Better stay in silence or go
Or end up a waste case
Pick figure itīs more stuff to do
Pick nigger itīs more folks than you
Pick never come close to a clue
I put my life on it
Want to disrespect give me your neck
And Iīll put a knife on it
Some say itīs slippery when wet
But my Roll got ice on it
Itīs all about supply and demand
Itīs all about me buying some land
You folks just donīt understand
That uh
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Man, I see the clouds coming
Yīall see a man on the moon walking
I see a crowd running
and the APD steadily talking
īCause we done found something
And itīs not as good as it seems
Oh I wish I could get some cream
And get up out of the hood with some dreams
Iīm peepinī hard crimes
See the systemīs fucked up
And they givinī out some hard times
Heard one of these ???
And my people snortinī hard lines
Locked up and they didnīt do a thang
Locked up because of the pressure and pain
Locked up because they wouldnīt do the same
And I see the case close
I canīt ask no questions, and itīs over
īCause they say so
I ainīt learned no lessons, but these snitches
Better lay low
Or we gonna be chopping some heads
And we gonna be rocking some beds
And we gonna be dropping some eggs
We walk a long road
Trying to find the essence of self
But I picked the wrong clothes
īDo rag with a gat under my belt
īCause lifeīs throwing strong blows
But I keep a little hope and some dreams
And I try to stay focused and clean
But I got a little dope and some green
īCause uh
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I can see them shamed faces
Man, yīall look at me like yīall grew up
In the same places
Scams and dirty work came up on
A day to day basis
Now they got to re-up and re-bag
And they got to re-up and re-slab
Then they got to be up and be bad
This gameīll NEVER end
Excuse my French, but Goddammit
I got some clever friends
They might get set back by some wench
But that bitchīll never win
Itīs all about the way of the world
Itīs all about the way of them girls
Itīs all about them diamonds and pearls
We waiting too long
But the DEC and Southwest Atlanta
Is too strong
We might bring that soap out and wash up
And throw them suits on
Coming in the court with some pride
īCause we ainīt got nothing to hide
Just didnīt know what laws to abide
I play the cards dealt
And I bought a full house and I watched
The womanīs heart melt
See my mamaīs cooled out and sheīs crying
īCause itīs heart-felt
Itīs all about supply and demand
Itīs all about me buying some land
You folks just donīt understand
That uh
[Chorus to fade]
Idioma Destino:
[Ludacris]
[Chorus]
It ainīt no one to trust but me
And I got to make sure that I take care of my family
And it ainīt no choices īcause itīs cold outside (Itīs cold outside)
And to my niggas on the block
On the grind and hustlinī tryinī to sell some rocks
You hear the voices say itīs cold outside (Itīs cold outside)
Iīm hiding out and smokinī herb
because my boss is getting on my motherfucking nerves
But I got to take it īcause itīs cold outside (Itīs cold outside)
See rappinī is my only way
My mama told me just to save it for another day
But I got to make it cause itīs cold outside (Itīs cold outside)
[Verse 1]
Man, I can hear that wind blowing
You say it donīt get cold in CP
Well niggas itīs been snowing
Even though some might disagree
When business is still slowing
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 couldnīt take the pressure
Nigga they long gone
Skeet 25 lighters on dressers
Or youīll get zoned on
They be puttinī them bodies in bags
They be cuttinī them bodies on slabs
Then go to somebody and brag
Got to keep a straight face
Better keep inside with your know
Got to find a safe place
Better stay in silence or go
Or end up a waste case
Pick figure itīs more stuff to do
Pick nigger itīs more folks than you
Pick never come close to a clue
I put my life on it
Want to disrespect give me your neck
And Iīll put a knife on it
Some say itīs slippery when wet
But my Roll got ice on it
Itīs all about supply and demand
Itīs all about me buying some land
You folks just donīt understand
That uh
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Man, I see the clouds coming
Yīall see a man on the moon walking
I see a crowd running
and the APD steadily talking
īCause we done found something
And itīs not as good as it seems
Oh I wish I could get some cream
And get up out of the hood with some dreams
Iīm peepinī hard crimes
See the systemīs fucked up
And they givinī out some hard times
Heard one of these ???
And my people snortinī hard lines
Locked up and they didnīt do a thang
Locked up because of the pressure and pain
Locked up because they wouldnīt do the same
And I see the case close
I canīt ask no questions, and itīs over
īCause they say so
I ainīt learned no lessons, but these snitches
Better lay low
Or we gonna be chopping some heads
And we gonna be rocking some beds
And we gonna be dropping some eggs
We walk a long road
Trying to find the essence of self
But I picked the wrong clothes
īDo rag with a gat under my belt
īCause lifeīs throwing strong blows
But I keep a little hope and some dreams
And I try to stay focused and clean
But I got a little dope and some green
īCause uh
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I can see them shamed faces
Man, yīall look at me like yīall grew up
In the same places
Scams and dirty work came up on
A day to day basis
Now they got to re-up and re-bag
And they got to re-up and re-slab
Then they got to be up and be bad
This gameīll NEVER end
Excuse my French, but Goddammit
I got some clever friends
They might get set back by some wench
But that bitchīll never win
Itīs all about the way of the world
Itīs all about the way of them girls
Itīs all about them diamonds and pearls
We waiting too long
But the DEC and Southwest Atlanta
Is too strong
We might bring that soap out and wash up
And throw them suits on
Coming in the court with some pride
īCause we ainīt got nothing to hide
Just didnīt know what laws to abide
I play the cards dealt
And I bought a full house and I watched
The womanīs heart melt
See my mamaīs cooled out and sheīs crying
īCause itīs heart-felt
Itīs all about supply and demand
Itīs all about me buying some land
You folks just donīt understand
That uh
[Chorus to fade]