Cold Outside
    (专辑: Only Built 4 Cuban Linx... Pt II - 2009)
    
    [kung fu sample (Raekwon):]  We do have to fear him, the 
Shaolin faces a 
crisis  And one of the 
factors will be the 
Wu-Tang Clan  I 
just wish he was there... (damn)  So we must all be prepared   [Intro: Raekwon (Suga Bang Bang)]  Them niggaz over there, man (whooooa)  Feds been on them niggaz all fucking year, son (What I'm gonna do)  (When it's cold outside) Look the 
nigga's in a 
bag right now (Haaaaaa haaaaa)  They zipping a 
nigga off, son (Hooooooooowww hoowwww... ohhhh ohhhh ohhh)  Right... (It's cold... ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh)   [Chorus x2: Suga Bang Bang]  When it's cold outside, and the 
rain turn to ice  When it's cold outside, and the 
rain turn to ice   [Hook: Suga Bang Bang]  Said mama's out here flipping out, shots just going off  Somebody laid out, little kids smoking weed  Drive by, baby K 
wondered what's going on  Me outside with my motherfucking AK  Ohhh ohhhh... what I'm gonna do when it's cold outside...  Hoowww howwww... ohhh ohhh... it's cold... hey...   [Raekwon:]  Religious with hammers, fakes get jammed up  Cakes get battered, coming through to get it, them transactions  Blood stinking fiends, machine guns, cannons and teams  Baking sodas, gold Rovers and gophers  Land in every project, sex, lies, murderous reps  Back to cassettes, vets dying on steps  What's really taking place in them hoods?  Heads get clapped for trap, don't fuck with my mind, I'm strapped  Off with ya dome for fronting on me  Last two L's, I 
seen visions of dead male and more sales  Real life stories is made, and candles got blazed  For little young soldiers shot by them strays  Pigeons and goons surviving in prisons  Cause divisions, they separating, laying cacoons  And they can't wait to come home soon  While bodies get found in lobbies, chopped up, decaying in rooms   [Ghostface Killah:]  They found a 
two year old, strangled to death  With a 
"Love Daddy" shirt on in a 
bag on the 
top of the 
steps  Police blowing niggaz, NARCs and judges  Me and son had beef, I 
had to murk him, we supposed to be brothers  Cause he came home fronting, feeling like that I 
owe him something  Cause I'm getting money, drive a 
little something something  Renee got AIDS, with five kids smoked out  House is brick, bills haven't been paid in days  A 
Brooklyn man's a 
molestor, court case and the 
crime's raising  SWAT stickers on the 
church, they Satan  Holiday season is here and I'm vexed  Who the 
fuck made Christmas up? I'm fucking broke, it ain't making no sense  Newports are $7.50, a 
box of Huggies is off the 
meat rack  She's back, thirty days, she relapsed  Our troops need to leave Iraq  And rap niggaz need to go on strike so we can get more cash  Cause...   [Chorus x2]   [Hook]