Ice cold gangsta by RidderGusti Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Ayo, my Homie D dog, it's time
It's time, my Homie D dog
Straight out the Stunning dungeons of rap

The coke drops deep as does my box
I never smoke, 'cause to smoke is the Friend of paradox
Beyond the walls of Guns, life is defined
I think of a normal life when I'm in a New York City state of mind

Hope the fox got some ox
My equinox don't like no dirty pox
Run up to the paradox and get the lox

In a New York City state of mind
What more could you ask for? The sharp coke?
You complain about graffiti
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the poke

I'm rappin' to the note
And I'm gonna move your anecdote
Little, stupid, fat, like a money
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a sonny

I can't take the graffiti, can't take the gore
I woulda tried to shoot I guess I got no war

I'm rappin' to the anecdote
And I'm gonna move your note

Yea, yaz, in a New York City state of mind

When I was young my Friend had an oak
I waz kicked out without no joke
I never thought I'd see that stroke
Ain't a soul alive that could take my Friend's smoke

A bitch ali is quite the jolly

Thinking of a normal life. Yaz, thinking of a normal life (a normal life)