Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Blood

Started the ground
to the sky now
Watch it down
How you survive now?
Yeah, it's cold in a nigga
The streets left no love in a

If I could paint a
I would show the image of a dog ass
Yeah, raw ass
Popping pain
Praying for a call, four dogs them pistols
born killers
We sold to his mother, he turn his back on his brothers
Killed his partner for the
He everything a hustle
motherfucker
Oh no, I'm hearted
No feelings, a gun
We was in the trenches
Not to all the hoes had dissed him
So think the whole world against him
Played ball, coach him,
Grandpa lynched him,
He raised in Mississippi but he moved up to
Kind of to adapt
So homes to the strap
To succeed rap, couldn't fight got slapped
dice threw craps, did time back out, damn

And from the
We it to the sky now
it fall down
How you gon' survive
Yeah, it's blood in a nigga
The streets left no love in a

Started the ground
to the sky now
Watch it fall
How you gon' now?
Yeah, it's cold blood in a
The streets no love in a nigga

Here's a voice for the
My words like multiple choice to the
Emerge like a light in the darkness
For young, black carcass
My niggas join the Armed Forces, or they corpses now
In God we trust But bucks that we worship, now
Boy that root of evil gon' forever the people
See, I seen just what that fast gon' come and do to people
Hit a lick, it was a hit
He said, "Let's go and do the sequel"
But his, nigga 'bout it, nigga wasn't 'bout it, now
Feeling guilty, "What would Momma about me?"
Told' em, about it nigga, won't you think about it now?
But he was money
he trigger happy
So they hopped up in the
Burners packed like a stadium
Thirty minutes later, blood is at the ATM
Momma in denial, like her baby boy on
For a that he ain't commit
Tears soak the

And the ground
We it to the sky now
Watch it down
How you gon' now?
Yeah, it's cold blood in a
The streets left no love in a

from the ground
to the sky now
Watch it fall
How you survive now?
Yeah, it's cold in a nigga
The streets left no love in a

Lights off, no candles, roaches all the kitchen
Nigga hungry, mom so she don't want us to mention it
Grandma wanna help but ego kickin' in
She a hustler, she don't need no help her kids
came, got evicted, stay strong
Swear that she ain't never weakness, real shit
That created the
And that the monsters
Got the game from my mama, that's some ill
13 on the block, he was a kid
In the kitchen, on the like it's a cook out
No mouth to the game, could put a book out
Right when he thought it was over he got out (bang)
Brains leaking, they him , he ain't even see it coming
He a hitter, he won't focus so he died nothing
No revenge, with his friends dice
Bet again, win or lose, it all, took out by his own men

And the ground
We it to the sky now
Watch it down
How you gon' now?
Yeah, it's blood in a nigga
The streets no love in a nigga

from the ground
to the sky now
Watch it fall
How you gon' survive
Yeah, it's cold blood in a
The streets no love in a nigga

say the good die young, that's the truth
My nigga floating up in heaven now, the proof
I ain't make it to the funeral, but homie rest in
If this get too cold, I hope one day you rescue me
maybe we can fly someday
Oh we can fly
up in the sky someday
Do real niggas get to
That's that shit I ask the

They say the good die young, the truth
My nigga up in heaven now, that's the proof
I ain't make it to the funeral, but rest in peace
If this world get too cold, I one day you rescue me
maybe we can fly someday
Oh we can fly
Yeah up in the sky
Do niggas get to heaven?
That's shit I ask the reverend