Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Blooded

Cold-blooded, cold-blooded,
Rough and rugged, and raw
For you and your-your, for you and
You got the c to the, huh,
it,huh, come on, hard-core
We it higher

Yo, yo
My daughter, started, nursery school
Brother com, gotta make our move
The stylist and violence with
The sign of times with rhyme is timeless
The mind is a terrible to spill
Rap like a dream that seems for real
A wake up, superstar, with no acres
After, traveling the to see paper's just paper
Streets ya, back and forth like a shaker
I'm a slave to the rhythm's off
I get the job done, but some I wanna take off
D be like, we got no time for that!
Questlove said, we got no time for that!
My old bird like, we got no time for that!
So I rhyme when my back
Play the numbers my grandmother like kraftwerk
I rock the patchwork fast I'm in to win but begin to sin
We're in to win hen's and heineken's
Beast for each and greet the meek with
To seek and peak cause pete, gets deep
I freak, that come out
At night, most cats pull the gun out
Go on and on and, to the break of the
Sound run out, run out, out
C uhh,

(come on) cold-blooded, hard-core
(Hit em with the) rough and rugged (come on) and raw
(Hey) for you and yours, for you and
You got the c, uhh, (yeah)
(come on) hard-core
(Ain't it funky) rough and rugged, and raw
For you and yours, for you and
(Yo, yo I-I think I taste these horns
I want you to taste horns, come on now)
C, the (uh) cold-blooded (yeah) hard-core
(Ain't it) rough and (uh) rugged and raw
(Yeah baby what I'm talking about
come on, give em, give us a more)
For you and yours, for you and
C to the, cold-blooded (nasty) cold-blooded,
(Come on) rough and rugged, and raw
(Yo, alright let let me get a taste of this here)
For you and yours, for you and

The simps,
These mention me,
As a, intense MC, sent to be the
On the I came
With penitentiary talk, and a Hennesey walk
My imagery talks, and similes stalk
for war, my artillery caulks the hardest nigga
I'm killing 'em
Dealing with golf, getting blowed on the
I be magazines, but then buy the source
explain why the force, is with me
Known to bring a rapper down, like bobby did
Sophisticated sissies strut this is beat street in backpacks
Bragging how don't eat meat and abstract
I backsmack em with they skateboard, flee the scene
With a scheme to escape frauds
Make broads queens, run things like a rasta sprinter
The way you want the game I rub off henner
I remain like a tattoo with raps
like a fax that's y'all actual facts
Battle raps is where it began, I'ma end it I land
I done thought of, a master plan, it