Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Outside

[**feat. Killah & Suga Bang Bang:]
[Kung Fu (Raekwon):]
We do have to fear him, the Shaolin a crisis
And one of the factors be the Wu-Tang Clan
I just he was there... (damn)
So we all be prepared
[Intro: ~Raekwon (Suga Bang)~]
Them over there, man (whooooa)
Feds been on them niggaz all fucking year, son (What I'm do)
(When it's cold outside) Look the in a bag right now (Haaaaaa haaaaa)
They zipping a nigga off, son (Hooooooooowww hoowwww... ohhhh ohhh)
Right... (It's cold... ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh)
(2x): ~Suga Bang Bang~]
When it's cold outside, and the rain to ice
When cold outside, and the rain turn to ice
[Hook: ~Suga Bang
Said mama's out here flipping out, shots just off
laid out, little kids smoking weed
Drive by, K wondered what's going on
Me outside my motherfucking AK
Ohhh ohhhh... what I'm do when it's cold outside...
howwww... ohhh ohhh... it's cold... hey...

Religious hammers, fakes get jammed up
get battered, coming through to get it, them transactions
Blood stinking fiends, machine guns, cannons and
Baking sodas, gold Rovers and
in every project, sex, lies, murderous reps
Back to cassettes, dying on steps
What's really taking place in them
Heads get clapped for trap, don't with my mind, I'm strapped
Off with ya dome for on me
two L's, I seen visions of dead male and more sales
Real stories is made, and candles got blazed
For little young soldiers shot by strays
and goons surviving in prisons
Cause divisions, they separating, cacoons
And they can't wait to home soon
While bodies get in lobbies, chopped up, decaying in rooms
Killah:]
They a two year old, strangled to death
a "Love Daddy" shirt on in a bag on the top of the steps
Police niggaz, NARCs and judges
Me and son had beef, I had to him, we supposed to be brothers
Cause he came home fronting, like that I owe him something
Cause I'm money, drive a little something something
Renee got AIDS, with five smoked out
House is brick, bills been paid in days
A Brooklyn a molestor, court case and the crime's raising
SWAT stickers on the church, they
Holiday season is here and I'm
Who the fuck made Christmas up? I'm fucking broke, it ain't making no
are $7.50, a box of Huggies is off the meat rack
She's back, days, she relapsed
Our need to leave Iraq
And rap niggaz need to go on so we can get more cash
Cause...
[Repeat (2x)