Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Outside

[**feat. Ghostface Killah & Suga 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 on them niggaz all fucking year, son (What I'm gonna do)
(When it's cold outside) the nigga's 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)
[Chorus (2x): Bang Bang~]
When it's cold outside, and the rain to ice
When it's outside, and the rain turn to ice
[Hook: ~Suga Bang~]
Said mama's out here out, shots just going off
Somebody out, little kids smoking weed
by, baby K wondered what's going on
Me outside with my AK
Ohhh ohhhh... what I'm do when it's cold outside...
Hoowww howwww... ohhh ohhh... cold... hey...

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