Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Outside

[**feat. Ghostface Killah & Suga Bang:]
[Kung Fu (Raekwon):]
We do have to fear him, the Shaolin a crisis
And one of the factors be the Wu-Tang Clan
I just he was there... (damn)
So we all be prepared
[Intro: (Suga Bang Bang)~]
niggaz over there, man (whooooa)
Feds been on them all fucking year, son (What I'm gonna do)
(When it's cold outside) the nigga's in a bag right now (Haaaaaa haaaaa)
They zipping a nigga off, son (Hooooooooowww hoowwww... 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
it's cold outside, and the rain turn to ice
[Hook: Bang Bang~]
Said mama's out here out, shots just going off
Somebody out, little kids smoking weed
Drive by, K wondered what's going on
Me outside with my AK
Ohhh ohhhh... I'm gonna do when it's cold outside...
howwww... ohhh ohhh... it's cold... hey...

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