Luyện nghe bài hát Cold

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

sung]
I see the tears in eye and your heart may cry
To my locked down it's gon' be alright
To my sisters in the hood to make life better
You by yourself, you're looking better
Whatever the storms come
is full of them
Take a look in the at yourself
Believe in yourself,

One: Jade]
Now I, understand that man gotta his quota but damn
Is it I'm tan that you pull me over
My man, he gotta hustle he can't get a job
Slam the door in his face, because he caught a juvie
It as if I got people tryin to pull me down
Red broads intimidatin insinuatin and
I'm a buck, keepin on a young tuck
Waitin for the next move, zippin up and 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 dutch and smoke heavy
Oh, regardless you could and holla at the O girl
The streets raised me so I'm ready for this cold
You think you know but you no idea
I'm slippin, never runnin, here I go right here, c'mon

[sped up
Ahh but that bother - cold, in this big city babe [3X]
Ahh but that bother me [repeat "me"]

[Verse DMC]
I be the microphone talker, the big walker
Known to rock a rhyme, a New Yorker
O.G. godfather, Afrika Bambaataa
DMC comes harder, cause he be smarter
Growin up in the I can't be dum diddy dumb
I'd be sittin pretty than in a city like a bum
I with some killers, some real bug niggaz
And some real ill that ain't scared to pull the trigger
My homies all dead, in jail or doin
While the honies give us his and we treat 'em like a
There's a lot of shootin, and executin
And the crew keeps stronger cause we keep on recruitin
We can never die, we multiply
We keep the records in the for the streets to buy
to Eazy-E, Biggie and Tupac
Rest in Keith, Cowboy and Scott LaRock

Three: Sonny Black]
Can you me baby why the world is so cold
Why is Hennessy the only thing that warm my
the belly of the beast, I watch the hood cry
Gangsters bangin out I'm good niggaz die
The world is so cold, yeah I can the breeze
Hatred is sacred, a dying disease
Livin to hustle, down to die for
Just hustlin with muscle slugs are with ease
Behind bars I seen the world is even colder
It seems the weight of the world is on your shoulder
Life moves along like the hands of
Death brings life and life crime
Dyin is easy, but tend to stress me
Livin through sin hopin God bless me
And forgive me and save my
What he from heaven the world is so cold
("cold.. cold.. cold..")