J-Dawg - Cold Blooded Lyrics

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Artist: J-Dawg
Song Title: Cold Blooded
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[First Verse]

Nobody wanna fuck with a ghetto bastard

Except for the pastor

With a long criminal record of harassment on lil' girls

In the real World is where he takes 'em

And in the name of God, rapes 'em

And lies to 'em sayin' that if they tell somebody God'll hate 'em

Take 'em to the basement placin' scars on these kids for life

Droppin' 'em off and off to his house on to his kids and wife

In the middle of the night somethin' just ain't feelin' right, so he go to the church

In front the church you see with a pen and pictures just a hoe and a purse

He spoke first, she opened up her purse and bucked him in his chest

Put him to rest for puttin' his hands up under her daughter's dress

A quarter best, she goin' to jail for first degree, murder

He goin' to Hell that's on the real cuz he deserves to

Look, that's word to the man he has to answer to for the shit he did

In three years, he done molested over sixteen kids

Now she did what she was supposed to do, black woman

Doin' time for the crime of mindin' our young ones

Now ain't that cold?

Chorus (uncredited singer):

It's so cold, cold blooded

It's so cold, cooooooold

Cold blooded

Cold blooded

Cold blooded


[Second Verse]

Belinda seventeen, fuckin' with this nigga say he love her

Kinda lame to the game, now they up under the cover

Did his thing and then jetted, promised to call when he got home

(What time?)Must have never made it cuz he never rang the phone

Another case of niggas fuckin' over young girls, but wait

Belinda feelin' funny plus his period was late

Her breasts gettin' bigger, nigga claimin' he ain't the father

It's hard head and tellin' Moms is even harder

Her juvenile daughter was now becomin' a woman

Hard times comin' so away Belinda was runnin'

With no destination she got a bus and headed North

With an unborn father and his child payin' the cost

Say boss?Now ain't that cold?


[Third Verse]

He in the pen doin' time while his girlfriend was havin' his kid

A spittin' image, so he couldn't deny the kid was his

He did five, for two-eleven, now he back on the streets

Need money?Got a job so his family could eat

No application needed, he was recommended by friends

Let him go soon as they found he did some time in the pen

Now time and again, payin' for what he did in the past

On the streets, breathin' his lucky charm, fiendin' for cash

Took his last check, bought his family food and then scored

A quarter ounce, but look, that's all the fuck the man could afford

Got the right mentality tryin' to provide for his kid

Tryin' to make up for bein' absent for the first five years

Idea for makin' money wasn't sellin' no crack

The street life, steady callin' now he can't hold back

He wide open, others see him so they plottin' a jack

Watch him sell crack, then they watch him pocket his snaps

Not even knowin' that this nigga got a family at home

Them boys caught him, checked his pockets, then put one in his dome

Now he gone, daughter cryin' cuz her Daddy was stole

Bless his soul, cuz now the back of his head got a hole

Now ain't that cold?


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