Cold Case - Mozzy, Celly Ru

No chopper, no trace

No mask, no face

Lookin' like another cold-blooded cold case

No chopper, no trace

No mask, no face

Lookin' like another cold-blooded cold case

Another one, put that on ice

Another cold case, put that on ice

Another one

Put that on ice

Another cold case, put that on ice

Another one

They hit the lil' homey with a K

Damn, that shit fucked up

That’s another cold case

Damn, that shit fucked up

Reconstructed bruh’s face

Damn, that shit fucked up

Finna take a trip for his sake

Yeah, that shit was fucked up

Tootin' powder off a plate

For the city you can pray

Try and see another day

Droppin' shells for my gang

The Roley cute but kinda plain

Yeah, I’m finna fuck it up

They don’t care about your age

Damn, kill a kid?

That shit fucked up

Drop out 10th grade

I ain’t learn shit, it was fucked up

Still visit bruh grave

When I think about it, shit fucked up

Why you mad 'cause we ran it up?

The hate is real so I’m blammied up

My jits need it, I’m a handy boi

Off the top, you like family, blood

Yeah, nigga can’t stand me, blood

I don’t give a fuck on granny blood

Ah, nigga can’t stand me blood

I don’t give a fuck on granny blood

No chopper, no trace

No mask, no face

Lookin' like another cold-blooded cold case

No chopper, no trace

No mask, no face

Lookin' like another cold-blooded cold case

Another one, put that on ice

Another cold case, put that on ice

Another one

Put that on ice

Another cold case, put that on ice

Another one

Came up with the handle

Arm &Hammer, grammar

Slang dope, hit licks

If I come short then I get ghost

That’s a phantom

Whoa, what the deal is?

Young hust' on the avenue, bitch get choosey when I pass, ay

Now it’s lookin' like a field trip

Been the man back then and still is

Long Beach to the max when I’m in here

Too many fellas, ain’t no tellin' what we gonna do

When I start trippin', have to pull the thang out

I was only 13 when I served the first dope fiend

Trippin' late at night with the cane out

Cocaine, huff a white like Colgate

For the love of the money, that my soulmate

Hey, you know I triple up when I rotate

Cold case, 'nother one, I’m like okay

No chopper, no trace

No mask, no face

Lookin' like another cold-blooded cold case

No chopper, no trace

No mask, no face

Lookin' like another cold-blooded cold case

Another one, put that on ice

Another cold case, put that on ice

Another one

Put that on ice

Another cold case, put that on ice

Another one

Boss nigga so I shoot niggas, it ain’t new nigga

Can’t be speakin' on a body if you was just there but you ain’t shoot, nigga

When I go, it’s just two niggas and a driver, I don’t need a group nigga

No respect for a nigga talkin' 'bout shootin' if he ain’t shoot with us

A couple face shots, then a nigga done

Hand gun with the Cinnabon

The homies prayin' that the niggas come

If they slide through we gon' fill him up

The ambulance can’t help you up

No chopper, no trace

No mask, no face

Lookin' like another cold-blooded cold case

No chopper, no trace

No mask, no face

Lookin' like another cold-blooded cold case

Another one, put that on ice

Another cold case, put that on ice

Another one

Put that on ice

Another cold case, put that on ice

Another one