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Cold World Hustlers Iceland

the piece, while I let him live a little longer Perbin' cause I'm drunk so my trigger finger's a little bit slow-er Hell's freezin' over, clickin' so hard we yellin' Cold World Hustler

a dose or a taste of this of this cold schoolin' And we be movin' heads and makin' fingers go pop Up and down these cold blocks, cold streets of the drops