Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Hearted

Yeah,
I never had a role
I was loading gold hollows in my Glock-40
A little shorty, colder than December in the morning
And I it was December when they ? me
is jealous
Fuck can tell us
With dreams they try sell us
why I'm rebellious
To the fraud niggas, I lost when I got paper
It's more money I made they got faker
And it's crazy when your best friend turn into your top
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
said don't ever, ever let them belittle you
Instead wait for them because they'll riddle you
year was like a bad year
Even I touched more paper than a cashier
sucker, I ain't never really around squares
They say it levels to this shit, you downstairs
Different for different bosses
tours on different jets, my niggas saw
Different city with different bitches and different
Sometimes I look in the mirror, Meek Milly that shit
Look at your arm, out your neck, look at your charm
And to think my niggas started off cooking raw
When it was the coach told me to get the ball
I step back for the three, it go swish and fall
And that was A1, they thinking how we get far?
We was down by three and they thought we took a loss
They couldn't deem me like Boykins, I'm sticking soft
to pick me off like ? but I'm Randy Moss
And I ran it all for the touchdown, now?
Go ? all bust down, clowns

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

Dedicated, and disciplined
When Diddy, Hova, and Baby talking I'm
When I be in the the Devil be whispering
Slugs flying by me I hear them, whistling, that was a close call
Stand up nigga so I fall
My told me I would never go far
him last week, he was my chauffeur
I was like told
Mommy was a booster, was a shooter
So they couldn't blame me when I went and a Ruger
Looking at my homies, see the of Freddy Krueger
Cause if he catch you sleeping going I got your medulla
? I'm a father and my son see a lot of
If I don't get he'll probably end up a chopper
In a out in Philly do you feel me?
Told my momma I won't let these kill me
high even though ?
And I won't ever let these bitches see the real me, do you me?
change like the Rollie did
Now I'm these niggas the way that Kobe did

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

Uh,
And we started off as kids, stomach's our ribs
And them streets all night like we ain't nowhere to live
I remember we ain't have nothing but live
Thirty thousand was the tab and you ain't nothing to give
I ain't trip, I trip, I pour bottles, I ain't sip
I let niggas shine bright, you still act I ain't shit?
Let you have little hoes, they was all on my dick
And you wanted to fuck me nigga, I ain't hit
Twenty chains, eight watches, fit on my wrist
When I speak about them things I never said it's my
I said it's ours nigga and when ready we're gonna ball nigga
Like Bryant, Meta Peace and Gasol nigga
But i just what I saw nigga
It was envious, you looked and I remembered it
The reason that my heart's now on some December shit
You used to thanks for giving on some November shit
Talking the twenty-fifth, matter 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 flier than 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 you ain't mean it
But yeah nigga seen it

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