Ibn Inglor - Cold Winter (Extended Version) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
Cold ass winter the Gods yo
Cold Winter Cold Winter
Cold ass Winter the The Gods
Cold Winter Cold Winter
Cold ass winter the The Gods Yo
Cold Ass Winter The Gods Yo
Cold ass winter the the gods

[Verse 1]
She asked Ibn would he kill for the lord
Bitch would you kill for a cause
Pop another pill till' you feel what is lost
Cold ass winter feel the chills on the porch, Garden flow
Altgeld Gardens be the cause of those
Hood life living many Carnivorous
Apes gone wild cause the cause of war, send it up, send it up
Niggas packed of course, this course I'mma ride full of traps more
Red wax gradient En Noir, Margelia sneaks on the castle floors
Gawd forgive what the kid has done
Killing motherfuckers with spears of tongue, Do you fear the sun
Wrath of the wraths where the tears would run
And our paths running out until the end is done
I fear my son would never grind
Cause the life I give is so extravagant
Raised in the hood with the savages, where we bleed for war
Instead cared for more, we never cared for whores we be having
Treat em so bad so they actions, say fuck these niggas with a passion
Cause moneys more important when you rapping

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Riding with my niggas to the throne, suicide doors
Kill em all to the core
Niggas act if they was riding with kid
But opportunist never ride to the end
I wonder what it cost to reside in a friend
Cause the women never honest even lots of the kin
Sins to the gawd, the cross never been, but I been to the lost
In a loft with the pen, mighty as a sword, but this life is a choir
I'm finna force the rights to my arm
Cause I'm baring with the scars of the dead, with art of the lead
Feel the rights in The Park
Where the panthers hold millions, and my pants so denim, balmaim jeans
You a king, muhfuckas try but they all lame dang
Styles for the realist and you can't maintain
I wonder what the action for, you rapping mothers but you raps are sore
These GawdsSpeed niggas finna clash for sure, with this cold ass winter
Monclar an Noir, All black bitches never fear the lord
And these coke skin women never cared for more
Boa I'mma rise on the day of the drop, feel the wrath-of the god
And you can't hold me back, I'm the Ross of your

[Hook]

[Bridge]
Don't love now, don't love me now
Just hold me down, just hold me down
Don't love me now, just hold me down
Just hold me

[Verse 3]
Down to the motherfucking trap for sure
My niggas hold gats what they rapping for
This GawdsSpeed nigga, yeah His path is more
Cause the Goddess never lied, I know that for sure
I'm spitting for the change that you can't endure
Cause my hood never stood on the pastor shores
Sea land niggas never catch ya Boa
Cause us Le'land always strapped for war
Let me it calm it for the righteous
I see my mom still looks in the bible, sins of the sons
And you seem so sight full
The devil never lied he just stood on his pride
Now all is proud of the atlas cloud, praise to Allah who the god allows
To get rid of the world cause the price is now
And the demons sing songs to the vouchers crown, Just hold me down

[Outro]
They say illuminati got a hold of my coffins
Yeah hold me down or get up off me
Or bury me 104 feet, with 5 millions dollars
And couple mo Bitches, They say party ends when you walk in
I guess these bitches never know what the cost is
Couple naked honeys and a whole lot of talking
Coke women all love songs they get lost in, hanh
That's the reason for the talking, naaa
Put me all on that talk list hanh, Ibn Inglors for the auction
So these bitches fill they nose with that coke, getting high