Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Hearted

Yeah,
I had a role model
I was loading gold hollows in my little
A little shorty, heart colder December in the morning
And I it was December when they ? me
Nigga's is
Fuck can they us
With them they try sell us
why I'm rebellious
To the fraud niggas, I lost niggas when I got
It's like more money I made got faker
And it's crazy when your best friend turn into your top
Wanna roll up and smoke you like top
Damn, what a feeling you and you're homie chilling and
You he got thoughts of probably robbing and killing you
Momma said don't ever, let them belittle you
wait for them haters because they'll riddle you
Last year was like a bad
Even though I touched more paper than a
Small sucker, I ain't really around squares
say it levels to this shit, you niggas downstairs
Different for different bosses
tours on different jets, my niggas saw
Different city with different bitches and whores
I look in the mirror, Meek Milly that shit cold
Look at arm, check out your neck, look at your charm
And to think my started off with cooking raw
When it was the coach told me to get the ball
I step for the three, watch it go swish and fall
And that was A1, they thinking how we get far?
We was just by three and they thought we took a loss
couldn't deem me like Earl Boykins, I'm sticking soft
Tried to me off like ? but I'm Randy Moss
And I ran it all for the touchdown, what
Go ? all bust down, fuck

My heart cold
the streets getting colder
They I would't make it no way
I think my getting colder, my heart getting cold
Told them I would it one day
Young lord

Dedicated, de-terminated and
When Diddy, Hova, and Baby talking I'm
I be in the jungle the Devil be whispering
Slugs flying by me I hear them, they whistling, was a close call
Stand up nigga so I won't
My teacher told me I never go far
him last week, he was my chauffeur
I was like y'all
was a booster, daddy was a shooter
So they couldn't blame me I went and copped a Ruger
Looking at my homies, see the ghost of Freddy
if he catch you sleeping he's going I got your medulla
? I'm a father and my son see a lot of
If I don't get he'll end up with a chopper
In a field out in Philly do you me?
Told my momma I won't let haters kill me
Getting even though ?
And I won't let these bitches see the real me, do you feel me?
Times change the Rollie did
Now I'm killing these niggas the way Kobe did

Ayo
It gets fucked up when your own family calling you up
Shit, money's the of all evil
start telling you "you acting different nigga"
You're goddamn I'm acting different
With all this motherfucking
But then when it comes from your brother, your sister, your mother, father
That hurts you to the core man
When they start acting like something that you ain't never seen you done grew up motherfucker
They gave birth to you, know I'm saying?
You got raised, you done played in the with them
This money thing, shit will fuck you up man
You got to watch you ask for
You sure you want this
You sure you want this
You you want this fame?
You sure you want power?
Shit have your own mama talking to you you ain't shit
everybody want it, everybody need it, money motherfuckers
Get don't stop but I ain't mad at them
Shit, but shit even bosses got feelings you
Dear mama, dear papa, family, all we got
let this money bring us down
Shit, eats B, everybody eats, everybody eats lets go

Uh,
And we started off as kids, stomach's touching our
And them all night like we ain't have nowhere to live
I somedays we ain't have nothing but live
Thirty thousand was the tab and you have nothing to give
I trip, I ain't trip, I pour bottles, I ain't sip
I let niggas shine bright, you still act like I ain't
Let you have them little hoes, was all on my dick
And you main wanted to me nigga, I ain't hit
chains, eight watches, can't fit on my wrist
When I speak about them I never said it's my shit
I said it's ours nigga and when ready we're gonna ball nigga
Like Bryant, Meta Peace and Gasol nigga
But i know what I saw nigga
It was envious, you sideways and I remembered it
The that my heart's cold now on some December shit
You used to give for giving on some November shit
Talking about the twenty-fifth, of fact the twenty-sixth
it's the twenty-eighth, fuck it though my money's straight
And as long Pop is probably
Imma be on airplane mode flier a pilot
seen it, I've seen it
Jealousy in eyes, I swear that look was deceiving
And I was man I ain't want to believe it
You said you would ride but shit I know you mean it
But yeah nigga I've it

My heart getting
Then the getting colder
They said I would't it no way
I think my heart getting colder, my getting cold
Told I would make it one day
Young lord