Coldest Night In Hell Lyrics - Aston Matthews

[Intro] 

Yeah, ok, yeah 

These the darkest nights your boy done ever seen, yeah 

[Verse 1] 

These the darkest nights your boy done ever seen 

A hunnid days, a hunnid nights, it's like a murder scene 

You know we seen but ain't heard a thing 

We just keep the choppers on the judge 

The kitchen looking like the Medaying 

Ball, who you think you playing with? 

The ones that running with you 

Them the ones you ain't done playing with 

Six feet under shit's creek, dead sheep 

You can hear the majors crying when the dead speak 

They tell you everything you wanna hear, ok 

Bare face, so I know you know you saw me clear 

Thought I told you love was murder so you know it's real 

You always get the coldest feet before you close the deal 

Ain't no need to panic, I don't feel no pressure 

All my niggas pedal through the tragic, really with the extras 

Catch a holy, catch a holy ghost, say a prayer 

We don't do the most, bed of black roses for your funeral 

[Hook] 

Dirty money, run it in the sink 

This the coldest night in Hell you ever seen 

Dirty money, run it in the sink 

This the coldest night in Hell you ever seen 

Dirty money, run it in the sink 

This the coldest night in Hell you ever seen 

Dirty money, run it in the sink 

This the coldest night in Hell you ever seen 

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[Verse 2] 

Been a long time coming, baby, hold your tongue 

Ain't no need for no opinions when you plottin' on the millions 

You been talking brazy, nigga, show me somethin' 

But you more concerned with livin', you been soft from the beginnin' 

I could see it in your eyes, tell me what I gotta know 

Spare me all the lies, put your body on the flo' 

The code of honor wasn't suited for ya 

Buzzing through your Under Armour 

Put six feet under, oughtta do it for ya 

Snitches get the stitches, boy, you know the layout 

Once you pulled up on the turf, you know the only way out 

You know it's death before dishonor, bullets from Nirvana 

And we never put the pussy up before the commas 

Boy, you really gotta see the vision 

You really almost gotta lose it all before you see what's missin' 

And I'm just here to set the record straight 

We sitting rats inside the barrel with snakes 

Bullets through the heads and face 

Hallelujah, drop my soul in that collection plate 

Heaven gates, they already late 

I picked the spot and you could set the date 

I think I'm ready to die 

I'll fuck around and you'll get buried alive, bitch 

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[Hook] 

Dirty money, run it in the sink 

This the coldest night in Hell you ever seen 

Dirty money, run it in the sink 

This the coldest night in Hell you ever seen 

Dirty money, run it in the sink 

This the coldest night in Hell you ever seen 

Dirty money, run it in the sink 

This the coldest night in Hell you ever seen 

[Outro] 

We begin tonight with that massive manhunt underway in Mexico for the man considered to be the world's most dangerous drug lord. Joaquín Guzmán - you see him there - best known as "El Chapo," has escaped from a maximum security prison for the second time. Worth more than a billion dollars, he's the head of the cartel that controls much of the flow of cocaine, marijuana, and meth into the United States 

But to be the man, you gotta beat the man! 

And I'm saying - whoo! - right here, I'm, the, man - whoo!