Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Feet

Yeah,
I rap better cause I'm mad
Oh my God! Hey

Mac
Yeah, they always want that fun shit when you tryna spit a little real
They start running, turning like a nugget meal
How the f-ck I feel? Kinda like 100
Spun the wheel, bought a vowel, I don't owe you nothin'
F-ck a deal, I can do it with my own
Won before, seen, all these hoes scream
I was 14, sippin on my OE
Tryna money but that bitch kept getting cold feet
Music loud, hear it banging through the whole
Beat shit on: toilet bowl seat
No sleep, work, got a couple horny girls in a see-through shirt
So my hype, muthaf-ckas can't read nor write

Still talking shit man, I've seen your type
Got problems, can't at night
your girl want to come around freak all night
I'm a sex drill when I'm off them x pills
bikes, ten wheels, girl I'll leave your legs still
Say I do drugs, just weed
Well do drugs and speed down the street
Do doughnuts, your sucks, you so butt
Your girl's getting f-cked
I get high, I go up
Why you saying that a tramp?
They come to all those just to meet your friends?
So much coke sniffed, f-cking with bloody noses
a couple doses, f-ck the roses
Class time: take good notes
You bitches couldn't me with a Facebook poke
Bitch!