Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Hearted

Yeah,
I never had a model
I was loading gold hollows in my Glock-40
A little shorty, heart colder than in the morning
And I it was December when they ? me
Nigga's is
can they tell us
With them dreams they try us
Probably why I'm
To the fraud niggas, I lost niggas when I got
It's more money I made they got faker
And it's crazy your best friend turn into your top hater
Wanna roll up and smoke you top paper
Damn, what a feeling when you and you're homie and
You know he got of probably robbing and killing you
Momma said don't ever, let them belittle you
Instead wait for them haters because they'll you
year was like a bad year
Even though I touched paper than a cashier
Small sucker, I ain't never really squares
They say it levels to shit, you niggas downstairs
Different for different bosses
Different tours on different jets, my saw
city with different bitches and different whores
Sometimes I look in the mirror, Meek that shit cold
Look at arm, check out your neck, look at your charm
And to think my niggas started off cooking raw
When it was hard the coach told me to get the
I back for the three, watch it go swish and fall
And that was A1, they how we get this far?
We was just down by three and they thought we took a
They deem me like Earl Boykins, I'm sticking soft
Tried to pick me off ? but I'm Randy Moss
And I ran it all for the touchdown, what
Go ? all down, fuck clowns

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

Dedicated, de-terminated and
When Diddy, Hova, and Baby talking I'm
When I be in the the Devil be whispering
Slugs flying by me I them, they whistling, that was a close call
Stand up so I won't fall
My teacher told me I would go far
Seen him last week, he was my
I was like told
Mommy was a booster, was a shooter
So they blame me when I went and copped a Ruger
at my homies, see the ghost of Freddy Krueger
Cause if he catch you he's going I got your medulla
? I'm a and my son don't see a lot of
If I don't get he'll end up with a chopper
In a out in Philly do you feel me?
Told my I won't let these haters kill me
high even though ?
And I won't let these bitches see the real me, do you feel me?
change like the Rollie did
Now I'm killing these niggas the way that did

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

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

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