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 something real
They running, turning chicken like a nugget meal
How the f-ck I feel? Kinda 100 mills
Spun the wheel, a vowel, I don't owe you nothin' still
F-ck a deal, I can do it my own team
Won before, seen, hearing all these scream
I was 14, sippin on my OE
Tryna marry money but that bitch kept getting feet
Music loud, hear it through the whole street
Beat getting on: toilet bowl seat
No sleep, just work, got a couple horny in a see-through shirt
So believe my hype, muthaf-ckas can't nor write

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