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Cold in the City Video (MV)






Gustavo Adolfo Uribe & Fernando Dinero - Cold in the City Lyrics




Ay cold in the city
Yeah cold in the city
Ay damn cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city

Ay, hot cargo
In-car-go 160 swiftly (Yeah)
Po po cant get me let's see
That's why they be on the side drifting
Damn, bossin
Pimping, strong, hard, yeah
Hitting, raw, damn
I guess cholas like my whip (My whip)
Homies wanna bump my shit (My shit)
Ay swinging like DeVante
In the lab like I'm in an Russian arms race
Wishing, dreaming, creeping, thinking, make and stick and work it hard
I have vision, bishop mission - make it proper from the block
I'm always gonna give my all
Make me wanna grab my balls

Ay cold in the city
Yeah cold in the city
Ay damn cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city
Ay cold in the city
Yeah cold in the city
Ay damn cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city

So slick, so smooth
Yeah attitude, city moves
Venom moves, betta do, hella moves when I move, neva fold, neva call
Or end up like the gutta dudes
Back up
Flash like I'm 16
Hella salty, working Mc-e-dees
Damn ooh - jealous neva gets me, cuz I'm pristine, nutty nun with the 16
Age twenty, the drive, the cash, the drinking, the stash
The bitches on Bath, the soju - the stoli
The cheating, the knowing, the homies they know me, they stop and they bro me
Fist pound dude, chop sticks with the asian bitches, yeah
Riding in style and swift
Flash forward and I'm still all about this shit - yeah

Ay cold in the city
Yeah cold in the city
Ay yeah cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city
Ay cold in the city
Yeah cold in the city
Ay damn cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city

Ay cold in the city
Yeah cold in the city
Ay damn cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city

Ay cold in the city
Yeah cold in the city
Ay damn cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city
Ay cold in the city
Yeah cold in the city
Ay damn cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city
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Ay cold in the city
Yeah cold in the city
Ay damn cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city

Ay, hot cargo
In-car-go 160 swiftly (Yeah)
Po po cant get me let's see
That's why they be on the side drifting
Damn, bossin
Pimping, strong, hard, yeah
Hitting, raw, damn
I guess cholas like my whip (My whip)
Homies wanna bump my shit (My shit)
Ay swinging like DeVante
In the lab like I'm in an Russian arms race
Wishing, dreaming, creeping, thinking, make and stick and work it hard
I have vision, bishop mission - make it proper from the block
I'm always gonna give my all
Make me wanna grab my balls

Ay cold in the city
Yeah cold in the city
Ay damn cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city
Ay cold in the city
Yeah cold in the city
Ay damn cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city

So slick, so smooth
Yeah attitude, city moves
Venom moves, betta do, hella moves when I move, neva fold, neva call
Or end up like the gutta dudes
Back up
Flash like I'm 16
Hella salty, working Mc-e-dees
Damn ooh - jealous neva gets me, cuz I'm pristine, nutty nun with the 16
Age twenty, the drive, the cash, the drinking, the stash
The bitches on Bath, the soju - the stoli
The cheating, the knowing, the homies they know me, they stop and they bro me
Fist pound dude, chop sticks with the asian bitches, yeah
Riding in style and swift
Flash forward and I'm still all about this shit - yeah

Ay cold in the city
Yeah cold in the city
Ay yeah cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city
Ay cold in the city
Yeah cold in the city
Ay damn cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city

Ay cold in the city
Yeah cold in the city
Ay damn cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city

Ay cold in the city
Yeah cold in the city
Ay damn cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city
Ay cold in the city
Yeah cold in the city
Ay damn cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Feeling real cold in the city
Everybody looking for gold in the city
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Writer: Fernando Lemus, Gustavo Uribe
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