Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Hearted

Yeah,
I had a role model
I was loading gold hollows in my little
A little shorty, heart than December in the morning
And I think it was December when ? me
is jealous
Fuck can they us
them dreams they try sell us
Probably why I'm
To the fraud niggas, I lost when I got paper
It's like more money I made they got
And it's crazy when your best friend turn your top hater
Wanna roll up and smoke you top paper
Damn, what a feeling when you and you're chilling and
You know he got thoughts of probably and killing you
Momma said don't ever, let them belittle you
Instead for them haters because they'll riddle you
Last year was like a bad
though I touched more paper than a cashier
Small sucker, I ain't never around squares
They say it to this shit, you niggas downstairs
Different for different bosses
Different tours on jets, my niggas saw
Different city with different bitches and whores
I look in the mirror, Meek Milly that shit cold
Look at your arm, check out neck, look at your charm
And to think my started off with cooking raw
it was hard the coach told me to get the ball
I step back for the three, watch it go swish and
And that was A1, they thinking how we get this
We was down by three and they thought we took a loss
They 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, now?
Go ? all down, fuck clowns

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

Dedicated, de-terminated and
Diddy, Hova, and Baby talking I'm listening
When I be in the the Devil be whispering
Slugs flying by me I hear them, they whistling, that was a call
Stand up nigga so I fall
My teacher told me I never go far
Seen him last week, he was my
I was like y'all
Mommy was a booster, daddy was a
So couldn't blame me when I went and copped a Ruger
Looking at my homies, see the ghost of Krueger
if he catch you sleeping 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 probably end up with a
In a out in Philly do you feel me?
Told my momma I won't let these kill me
Getting even though ?
And I won't ever let these bitches see the me, do you feel me?
Times change like the did
Now I'm killing these niggas the way Kobe did

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

Uh,
And we started off as kids, stomach's touching our
And them streets all night like we ain't have to live
I somedays we ain't have nothing but live
Thirty thousand was the tab and you ain't nothing to give
I ain't trip, I ain't trip, I pour bottles, I sip
I let niggas shine bright, you still act I ain't shit?
Let you have them little hoes, 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 about them things I never said my shit
I said it's ours nigga and when you're ready we're ball nigga
Kobe Bryant, Meta Peace and Gasol nigga
But i know what I saw nigga
It was envious, you looked sideways and I it
The reason that my heart's cold now on some shit
You used to give thanks for on some November shit
Talking about the twenty-fifth, matter of fact the
Maybe it's the twenty-eighth, fuck it my money's straight
And as Pop is probably smiling
Imma be on mode flier than a pilot
seen it, I've seen it
Jealousy in your eyes, I that look was deceiving
And I was surprised man I ain't to believe it
You said you would ride but I know you ain't mean it
But yeah I've seen it

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