Letras
It could be 28 degrees
It's still cold in my city
Everything gets sold in my city, whoa
No word of a lie
I really seeing snow in my city
All year round here up in H town
Where the H is for the hustle
And some trouble
Ain't ever too far from my place now
Shit, welcome to H town
Take a look at the tabloids
Hamilton forever made mad noise
The puff up in the city
Like we fucking with bad boys
The fiends lurking looking for a come up to snag yours
To flip it to the homie for a couple of asteroids
This H town where the hustle is king
Just trying to double up the money that a customer brings
Through the front door, and fuck it we want more
It's never enough I'ma collect every cent that I come for
Cause money makes the world spin
Twirls in the whirlwind
The burns brings the girls in
That first was the girls friend
Somebody that I knew that fell off and fucked out
These hoes only want to get dick'd down and puffed out
By the man with the big bags and the cold hands
No heart and swoll grams, sad songs and slow jams
All I ever hear in my city whenever snow lands
It could be 28 degrees
It's still cold in my city
Everything gets sold in my city, whoa
No word of a lie
I really seeing snow in my city
All year round here up in H town
Where the H is for the hustle
And some trouble
Ain't ever too far from my place now
Shit, welcome to H town
Where the air that we breathe, stink of meth and deceit
Where loyalty is a trait that'll get you left on the street
With your pockets emptied out
And heart broken to bits
Cause the man that called you brother
Had you owed for the rinse
Whether it's over some drugs or it's over a bitch
Some are blinded by the greed upon their road to get rich
Lost track of what's real, and what homies have switched
Love don't live around here, it don't even exist
From the west going east of the bridge
Stay consistent and strong
From naughty Norton, to the fields MLV and beyond
It's really cold out here, It's really cold out here
Cause every man and his dog getting rolled out here
Police patrol out here, trying to slow what will go down here
But it wont stop the flow of oz round here
Cause this is H town, city full of villains and crim's
The city limits that I'm living within, gritty and grim
Nothing pretty about the shit that I be literally in
I'm just trying to stay dry while I piss in the wind
Cause I'm still inside a race, i can't physically win
It's so cold out here, it's so cold out here
It could be 28 degrees
It's still cold in my city
Everything gets sold in my city, whoa
No word of a lie
I really seeing snow in my city
All year round here up in H town
Where the H is for the hustle
And some trouble
Ain't ever too far from my place now
Shit, welcome to H town
It could be 28 degrees
It's still cold in my city
Everything gets sold in my city, whoa
No word of a lie
I really seeing snow in my city
All year round here up in H town
Where the H is for the hustle
And some trouble
Ain't ever too far from my place now
Shit, welcome to H town