Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Feet

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

Mac
Yeah, they always want fun shit when you tryna spit a little something real
They start running, turning 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 with my own
Won before, seen, hearing all hoes scream
When I was 14, on my OE
Tryna marry money but that kept getting cold feet
Music loud, hear it banging through the street
getting shit on: toilet bowl seat
No sleep, just work, got a couple horny girls in a see-through
So believe my hype, can't read nor write

Still they talking shit man, seen your type
Got problems, can't at night
Cause your girl want to come around all night
I'm a sex drill when I'm rolling off x pills
Five bikes, ten wheels, I'll leave your 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 he's a
They come to all those shows to meet your friends?
So coke sniffed, f-cking hoes with bloody noses
a couple doses, f-ck the roses
Class better take good notes
You bitches couldn't touch me a Facebook poke
Bitch!