Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Hearted ll

Woah, you, baby, hey
It matter, baby
Don't you
Don't you
Woah, you, baby, hey
It won't matter,
Don't you
you know?

Uh, make it out the hood, they say you
How you niggas tell me that I got it good
Gotta check and these niggas like I'm Robin Hood
it was time to stand up for me, see, nobody stood
And I was at you niggas, all the ones I fed
Had me grindin' all nights you was going to bed
And if I I owe you something, nigga gon' ahead
you like I never knew you, put it on your head
And I got Papi on my line like, you comin' home?'
My mama see it in my face, she that somethin' wrong
Bodies droppin' in my city all summer
Out on bail but I gotta keep somethin' on
I can't let 'em take my life,
you might get left you make that
When he got left it wasn't right, but he was tryna live that
I call up Coon to book jet,
we like three deep, we that flight
Used to in California to play
that studio all night, we down
For the of them millions, ain't layin' down
you in the hood, what you sayin' now?
And niggas the smoke, you said, "Stand down," uh
Cold heart, never get cold feet the pressure come
It was beef, I had to niggas, "You better come"
Sister said gettin' over, it's like you lettin' them
shit I had to learn my lesson from, uh
Checkin' in, checkin' out, I just had to you out
2012, it was 50 niggas I'm steppin' out
Forgot the time you asked me for a and I ain't lived it out
I ain't even know you was upset, this what this about?
A green of paper can turn you to a hater
When you can't up one time you returned me for a favor
So I play these niggas close, talkin' closer than my neighbors
'Cause I know the signs when niggas sides, catch them vapors

to be my dawg, you was in my left titty
Scream, "Ride or die," I thought you would ride me
Found out you was jealous, you even grind with me
And I copped the 6 you wanted the 550
to be my dawg, you was in my left titty
Scream, "Ride or die," I you would ride with me
Found out you was jealous, you wouldn't even grind me
And when I the 6 you wanted the 550

See, I look at it this
What I'm to spend a thousand
nights in the studio rappin' my out?
city to city,
can't take my son to school when I to,
can't see my mama, my when I want to
They give a nigga my money, they act like he hangin' me
I ain't been sweet
Far as I can remember,
every time I went to I had to stand up in that bitch by myself
I ain't never even think a nigga callin' my
baby mama to pick my son up to him to the movies
Go play basketball while I'm this time in the cell
Actin' I owe you somethin'
See, it hurt my heart to see of my closest
turn their back on me about that attention needle
Or a green of paper with a
slave master on the front of that
I to hear niggas,
that I was feedin',
I 'em whisperin', "Meek Mill finished"
I was like, "And damn, I was you, bro"
All I did was grindin'
the storm, nigga,
I'm Derrick Rose on a 50-point night on a daily basis, nigga
For the of the millions,
royalty over loyalty, never get it
I got real friends and family that'll
turn their on me for the love of the money
I got a that's doin' life—he can't offer me no money, h
e can't offer me nothin' but a and a relationship
I talk to him days a week
So don't come to me talkin' 'bout no money shit,
So if you feel some type of way my money,
we to the furthest extent to protect that
that goes under my son on the table, nigga
One to all my family and friends
that down through all the madness
While I had to sacrifice and put it all on the
One for my mom and sister that
never on me, even before I had money
Ride or die, no matter
for life, you dig?
Uh, I told niggas stop askin' me where at
If you see 'em in the
pictures with me, that mean they faded
I got my out dissin' myself, fun,
we each other, it's all love but everybody can't make it
Niggas wanna burn a and expect you
to send a yacht, huh? Where do that at?