Luyện nghe bài hát Coldblooded

Cold-blooded, cold-blooded,
and rugged, 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 little daughter, started, nursery
Brother com, gotta make our through
The and violence with vibrance
The sign of times with shit is timeless
The is a terrible thing to spill
Rap life's a dream that seems for real
A wake up, superstar, with no acres
After, traveling the world to see just paper
Streets take ya, back and forth a shaker
I'm a to the rhythm's breaking off
I get the job done, but some days I wanna off
D be like, we ain't got no for that!
said, we ain't got no time for that!
My old bird like, we got no time for that!
So I rhyme when my hurts
the numbers from my grandmother like kraftwerk
I rock the patchwork fast I'm in to win but begin to sin
in to win with hen's and heineken's
Beast for and greet the meek with speech
To seek and peak cause pete, shit gets
I freak, styles come out
At night, when most pull the gun out
Go on and on and, to the break of the
run out, run out, r-run out
C uhh,

(come on) cold-blooded, hard-core
(Hit em the) rough and rugged (come on) rugged 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 these horns, on now)
C, the cold-blooded (uh) cold-blooded (yeah)
(Ain't it) and rugged (uh) rugged and raw
(Yeah baby that's what I'm 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) and rugged, rugged and raw
(Yo, alright let let me get a little taste of here)
For you and yours, for you and

The simps,
studs mention me,
As a, intense MC, to be the reign
On the industry I
penitentiary talk, coke and a Hennesey walk
My talks, metaphors and similes stalk
for war, my artillery caulks the hardest nigga
I'm killing 'em
Dealing with golf, getting on the course
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 like is beat street in backpacks
Bragging how don't eat meat and abstract
I backsmack em with they skateboard, flee the crime
a rhyme scheme to escape frauds
Make become queens, run things like a rasta sprinter
The way you want the game I rub off henner
I like a tattoo with natural raps
Copy like a fax y'all actual facts
Battle raps is where it began, I'ma end it wherever I
I done thought of, a plan, it goes

C to the, cold-blooded (yeah, on)
Cold-blooded, (ya know)
(Ain't it) and rugged, (come on) rugged and raw
For you and yours, for you and
You got the c to the,
Cold-blooded,
and rugged, rugged and raw
For you and yours, for you and
You got the c to the, (yeah, hey)
Cold-blooded (nasty, yo yo)
and rugged, rugged and raw
(Ain't it, ain't it) for you and yours, for you and
You got the c to the,
Cold-blooded, (come on)
and rugged, rugged and raw
For you and yours, for you and