Luyện nghe bài hát Cold

[sped up vocal
It's collllllllllld!
Collld cold, in this big city
Ahh but that don't - cold, in this big city babe [2X]
Ahh but that don't bother me "me"]

[Chorus:
I see the tears in your eye and heart may cry
To my niggaz locked down it's gon' be
To my sisters in the hood tryin to life better
You by yourself, you're looking better
the storms that come
Life is full of
Take a look in the mirror at
Believe in yourself,

[Verse Jade]
Now I, understand that man gotta meet his but damn
Is it because I'm tan that you pull me
My man, he gotta hustle cause he get a job
Slam the door in his face, he caught a juvie case
It seems as if I got people tryin to me down
Red broads intimidatin and hatin
I'm a young buck, on a young tuck
for the next move, zippin up and lace shoes
And you niggaz tryin to get at me, I never sweat B
This world is chilly but could never catch me
Although you wasn't ready still ridin for you
Make me wanna crack a vanilla and smoke heavy
Oh, you could come and holla at the O girl
The streets raised me so I'm for this cold world
You think you know but you have no
I'm never slippin, runnin, here I go right here, c'mon

up sample]
Ahh but that don't - cold, in this big city babe [3X]
Ahh but that don't bother me "me"]

[Verse Two:
I be the microphone talker, the big street
to rock a rhyme, a bonafide New Yorker
O.G. godfather, like Bambaataa
DMC comes harder, he gotta be smarter
Growin up in the city I can't be dum dumb
I'd rather be sittin pretty in a city like a bum
I roll with killers, some real bug niggaz
And some real ill figures that ain't to pull the trigger
My homies all dead, in jail or life
While the honies us his and we treat 'em like a wife
There's a whole lot of shootin, and
And the crew keeps gettin cause we keep on recruitin
We can die, we just multiply
We the records in the store for the streets to buy
Peace to Eazy-E, Biggie and
in peace Keith, Cowboy and Scott LaRock

[Verse Sonny Black]
Can you tell me baby why the world is so
Why is the only thing that warm my soul
Into the belly of the beast, I the hood cry
Gangsters bangin out I'm seein niggaz die
The world is so cold, yeah I can the breeze
Hatred is sacred, life's a dying
to hustle, down to die for cheese
Just hustlin muscle slugs are flyin with ease
Behind baby I seen the world is even colder
It like the weight of the world is on your shoulder
Life moves along like the of time
Death brings life and brings crime
Dyin is easy, but tend to stress me
Livin through sin hopin God will me
And forgive me and save my
he from heaven cause the world is so cold
("cold.. cold.. cold..")