Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Feet

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

Mac
Yeah, they always want that fun shit when you tryna spit a little real
They start running, turning chicken a nugget meal
How the f-ck I feel? like 100 mills
the wheel, bought a vowel, I don't owe you nothin' still
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 marry money but that bitch kept getting feet
Music loud, it banging through the whole street
Beat getting shit on: toilet bowl
No sleep, just work, got a couple horny girls in a see-through
So my hype, muthaf-ckas can't read nor write

Still they talking man, I've seen your type
Got problems, can't at night
Cause your want to come around freak all night
I'm a sex drill when I'm rolling off them x
Five bikes, ten wheels, girl I'll leave legs still
Say I don't do drugs, weed
I'mma 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 he's a
come to all those shows just to meet your friends?
So much coke sniffed, f-cking with bloody noses
Just a couple doses, f-ck the
Class time: better take notes
You bitches couldn't touch me with a Facebook
Bitch!