Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Outside

[**feat. Killah & Suga Bang Bang:]
Fu Sample (Raekwon):]
We do have to fear him, the Shaolin a crisis
And one of the factors will be the Clan
I wish he was there... (damn)
So we must all be
[Intro: ~Raekwon (Suga Bang)~]
Them niggaz there, man (whooooa)
Feds on them niggaz all fucking year, son (What I'm gonna do)
(When it's outside) Look the nigga's in a bag right now (Haaaaaa haaaaa)
They zipping a off, son (Hooooooooowww hoowwww... ohhhh ohhhh ohhh)
Right... (It's cold... ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh)
[Chorus (2x): ~Suga Bang~]
When it's cold outside, and the rain to ice
When it's cold outside, and the turn to ice
[Hook: ~Suga Bang
Said mama's out here flipping out, shots going off
Somebody laid out, kids smoking weed
Drive by, K wondered what's going on
Me outside my motherfucking AK
Ohhh ohhhh... what I'm gonna do it's cold outside...
Hoowww howwww... ohhh ohhh... cold... hey...

Religious with hammers, get jammed up
Cakes get battered, coming to get it, them transactions
Blood stinking fiends, guns, cannons and teams
sodas, gold Rovers and gophers
Land in every project, sex, lies, murderous
Back to cassettes, dying on steps
What's taking place in them hoods?
Heads get for trap, don't fuck with my mind, I'm strapped
Off with ya dome for on me
Last two L's, I seen visions of dead and more sales
Real stories is made, and candles got blazed
For young soldiers shot by them strays
Pigeons and surviving in prisons
Cause divisions, they separating, laying
And they can't to come home soon
bodies get found in lobbies, chopped up, decaying in rooms
[Ghostface
found a two year old, strangled to death
With a "Love Daddy" shirt on in a bag on the top of the
Police blowing niggaz, and judges
Me and son had beef, I had to murk him, we to be brothers
Cause he came home fronting, feeling like I owe him something
Cause I'm getting money, drive a little something
Renee got AIDS, with five kids out
is brick, bills haven't been paid in days
A Brooklyn man's a molestor, court and the crime's raising
SWAT stickers on the church, they
Holiday season is here and I'm
Who the fuck made Christmas up? I'm fucking broke, it ain't making no
are $7.50, a box of Huggies is off the meat rack
She's back, days, she relapsed
Our need to leave Iraq
And rap niggaz need to go on so we can get more cash
Cause...
[Repeat (2x)