Cold Retarded – Camp Lo – letras

Woke up, countin’ roaches on the wallCheaper than the 1 18 furrs who fuck y’allWoke up, saw my nigga Cheeba callBeen a bat, we gotta be ready and then be goneWaddup, Gun, keep ’em at the seminarDrink every cup and whyle in every tugSo retarded, cold retardedHay capped and I’m holdin’ renda for ransomBalling ball pens hangin’ off my enchantmentsBeen dim, puffed a lava lamp then I lampedCross the Atlantic, they live in AtlantaA mirmaid, if she curve well I might playThink I rhyme a rascal, then put a ring around apostlesI mean impostor pistols with let ’em feel the gloryDenzel WashingtonGrab my wheels and go berserk, got a [?] on a red soak shirt360 waves in a Samurai SuzukiButter on the popcorn, hozziez inside the movieWe run the X all day, rollin’ on dice and the pussy all wayVultures or the wall rats on the fire escapeBut we still gunnin’ yellin’ Ace 2 straightWoke up, countin’ roaches on the wallCheaper than the 1 18 furrs who fuck y’allWoke up, saw my nigga Cheeba callBeen a bat, we gotta be ready and then be goneWaddup, Gun, keep ’em at the seminarDrink every cup and whyle in every tugSo retarded, cold retardedA boombot cance cold from a micronotMy mic sound panoramic off the PanamaNothing particular in my officialAnd whacya gon’ do? Be a gonner?The key alarm make the gong showScratch off the bong and do office semi-autoYou see she send me automatic when she see the autoOnce you with her to the attic she an addict alsoOn Santa Fe sippin’ Santa Marina Sit inSanta Monica boogie monsta yo speakerCheeba from the 180 furrs, so fuck y’allScreamin’ lick from the 187, lick the ballsStolen Porsche, sheet on horseWe on bloss, grand car glossBucka seat glow like gross, we marked itDon’t start it, pull retardedWoke up, countin’ roaches on the wallCheaper than the 1 18 furrs who fuck y’allWoke up, saw my nigga Cheeba callBeen a bat, we gotta be ready and then be goneWaddup, Gun, keep ’em at the seminarDrink every cup and whyle in every tugSo retarded, cold retardedHay capped and I’m holdin’ renda for ransomBalling ball pens hangin’ off my enchantmentsBeen dim, puffed a lava lamp then I lampedCross the Atlantic, they live in AtlantaA mirmaid, if she curve well I might playThink I rhyme a rascal, then put a ring around apostlesI mean impostor pistols with let ’em feel the gloryDenzel WashingtonGrab my wheels and go berserk, got a [?] on a red soak shirt360 waves in a Samurai SuzukiButter on the popcorn, hozziez inside the movieWe run the X all day, rollin’ on dice and the pussy all wayVultures or the wall rats on the fire escapeBut we still gunnin’ yellin’ Ace 2 straightWoke up, countin’ roaches on the wallCheaper than the 1 18 furrs who fuck y’allWoke up, saw my nigga Cheeba callBeen a bat, we gotta be ready and then be goneWaddup, Gun, keep ’em at the seminarDrink every cup and whyle in every tugSo retarded, cold retarded