Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Day

Cold day in the summer right when you think that it's
That's when niggas put you under, yeah, the inner weather
With crooks is always ready, you should around with toolies tucked inside they belly bellys
Had a cousin me lookout to make sure no one was looking
Put the in the bag, stash the bag in the bushes
Didn't want me there no
Fuck rules, took jewels, ran by procedures so spring
He flagging at his house just to stay fresh, didn't want that, no hand-me-downs
The cost of that drama, so money flow, gold plus a couple baby mommas

Yeah, go there like there
new whips and robbing slowly
Pour boys in the neighborhood they know me
Whips too nice, they be stolen
He gotta be rolling, you gotta be
On a ride, nigga, you gotta be sniffing
Only thing was a CD with the name on it
Let it but the next guy might just put the blame on him
changed on that block we used to run one up
Some heads left and a few more boarded up
needed more than luck but they seem to crack a summertime smile
And this city more rough