Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Outside

[**feat. Ghostface Killah & Bang Bang:]
Fu Sample (Raekwon):]
We do to fear him, the Shaolin faces a crisis
And one of the factors be the Wu-Tang Clan
I wish he was there... (damn)
So we all be prepared
[Intro: (Suga Bang Bang)~]
Them niggaz there, man (whooooa)
Feds on them niggaz all fucking year, son (What I'm gonna do)
(When cold outside) Look the nigga's in a bag right now (Haaaaaa haaaaa)
They a nigga off, son (Hooooooooowww hoowwww... ohhhh ohhhh ohhh)
Right... (It's cold... ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh)
[Chorus (2x): Bang Bang~]
When cold outside, and the rain turn to ice
When it's cold outside, and the rain to ice
[Hook: ~Suga Bang
Said mama's out flipping out, shots just going off
Somebody laid out, little smoking weed
Drive by, baby K wondered what's on
Me outside my motherfucking AK
Ohhh ohhhh... what I'm gonna do when it's outside...
Hoowww howwww... 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
Land in every project, sex, lies, reps
to cassettes, vets dying on steps
What's taking place in them hoods?
Heads get for trap, don't fuck 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 life is made, and candles got blazed
For little young shot by them strays
Pigeons and goons surviving in
divisions, they separating, laying cacoons
And they can't wait to come soon
While bodies get in lobbies, chopped up, decaying in rooms
[Ghostface
They found a two year old, strangled to
With a "Love Daddy" shirt on in a bag on the top of the
Police blowing niggaz, NARCs and
Me and son had beef, I had to murk him, we to be brothers
Cause he home fronting, feeling like that I owe him something
Cause I'm getting money, drive a little something
Renee got AIDS, five kids smoked out
House is brick, bills haven't been in days
A Brooklyn man's a molestor, court case and the raising
SWAT stickers on the church, Satan
season is here and I'm vexed
Who the fuck made Christmas up? I'm broke, it ain't making no sense
Newports are $7.50, a box of is off the meat rack
back, thirty days, she relapsed
Our need to leave Iraq
And rap need to go on strike so we can get more cash
Cause...
Chorus:] (2x)