Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Outside

[**feat. Ghostface & Suga Bang Bang:]
Fu Sample (Raekwon):]
We do have to fear him, the Shaolin a crisis
And one of the factors be the Wu-Tang Clan
I wish he was there... (damn)
So we must all be
[Intro: (Suga Bang Bang)~]
Them niggaz there, man (whooooa)
Feds on them niggaz all fucking year, son (What I'm gonna do)
(When it's 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): ~Suga 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 flipping out, shots just going off
Somebody laid out, little kids smoking
Drive by, K wondered what's going on
Me outside with my AK
Ohhh ohhhh... I'm gonna do when it's cold outside...
Hoowww howwww... ohhh... it's cold... hey...

Religious hammers, fakes get jammed up
Cakes get battered, coming through to get it, them
stinking fiends, machine guns, cannons and teams
Baking sodas, Rovers and gophers
Land in every project, sex, lies, murderous
Back to cassettes, vets on steps
really taking place in them hoods?
Heads get clapped for trap, don't fuck my mind, I'm strapped
Off with ya dome for on me
Last two L's, I seen visions of dead male and more
Real life is made, and candles got blazed
For little young soldiers by them strays
Pigeons and goons surviving in
Cause divisions, they separating, cacoons
And they can't wait to come home
While bodies get found in lobbies, up, decaying in rooms
[Ghostface
found a two year old, strangled to death
With a "Love Daddy" shirt on in a bag on the top of the
blowing niggaz, NARCs and judges
Me and son had beef, I had to murk him, we supposed to be
Cause he came home fronting, feeling like I owe him something
Cause I'm getting money, a little something something
Renee got AIDS, with five smoked out
House is brick, haven't been paid in days
A man's a molestor, court case and the crime's raising
SWAT stickers on the church, Satan
Holiday season is 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, thirty days, she
Our need to leave Iraq
And rap need to go on strike so we can get more cash
Cause...
Chorus:] (2x)