Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Outside

[**feat. Ghostface Killah & Bang Bang:]
[Kung Fu (Raekwon):]
We do have to fear him, the faces a crisis
And one of the factors will be the Wu-Tang
I just he was there... (damn)
So we all be prepared
[Intro: (Suga Bang Bang)~]
Them niggaz there, man (whooooa)
Feds been on them niggaz all fucking year, son (What I'm do)
(When it's cold outside) Look the nigga's in a bag now (Haaaaaa haaaaa)
They zipping a nigga off, son (Hooooooooowww hoowwww... ohhhh ohhh)
Right... (It's cold... ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh ohhh)
[Chorus (2x): ~Suga Bang
When it's cold outside, and the rain to ice
When it's cold outside, and the rain to ice
[Hook: Bang Bang~]
Said out here flipping out, shots just going off
Somebody laid out, little kids smoking
Drive by, baby K wondered what's 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, coming to get it, them transactions
Blood stinking fiends, machine guns, cannons and
sodas, gold Rovers and gophers
Land in every project, sex, lies, reps
Back to cassettes, vets on steps
What's really taking place in hoods?
Heads get clapped for trap, don't fuck my mind, I'm strapped
Off with ya for fronting 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 soldiers by them strays
Pigeons and goons surviving in
Cause divisions, separating, laying cacoons
And they wait to come home soon
While get found in lobbies, chopped up, decaying in rooms
[Ghostface
They found a two 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 fronting, feeling like that I owe him something
I'm getting money, drive a little something something
Renee got AIDS, five kids smoked out
House is brick, haven't been paid in days
A Brooklyn man's a molestor, court case and the raising
SWAT stickers on the church, they
season is here and I'm vexed
Who the fuck made up? I'm fucking broke, it ain't making no sense
are $7.50, a box of Huggies is off the meat rack
She's back, days, she relapsed
Our troops to leave Iraq
And rap niggaz need to go on so we can get more cash
Cause...
Chorus:] (2x)