Luyện nghe bài hát Cold World

Babies cryin' brothers dyin' and getting knocked
Shit is deep on the block and you got me down
In this cold, world

It was the night before New Year's, and all through the fuckin'
Not a was silent, not even a Tec
Outside as I'm stuck, by enemies who put
And blasted on the spot before the pigs dere
You know hoods robbers snipers new in sight, fuck blue and
They escape before them flash the fuckin'
Gunshots, shatter first window panes
Shells hit the ground and blood the dice game
Whether callisthetic, any style you set it
Beat niggaz toothless, cut up like gooses
But with iron on the thugs took no excuses
Therefore, fifty-two handblocks was useless
Links was snatched off necks, scars on
Jackets took, after bullet rips through
Against those who felt the cold from the steel em fold
And squeal, once the hit the temple of his grill
worker, who was caught for his bomber
No time to swing the hammer that was hangin' his Farmer's
And it's bugged how some niggers catch
And pockets dug everything except check stubs
And it does, sound ill like wars in
Or fatal robberies in Red where feds look
For fugitives to shoot cops, niggers on roof tops
For his CREAM he in a shoebox
But he was hot, and the strip was filled young killers
You don't suspect, so cops creep caterpillars
And thieves stay hooded with extra bullets
Those who try to flee hit the vertebrae, increase the murder rate
to hit men who pull out Tecs and then
Drop who crack like tacos from Mexican
Rapid, like recipients cashin' checks
Back to the motherfuckin' spot on

Babies cryin' brothers dyin' and brothers knocked
is deep on the block and you got me locked down
In cold, cold world

We be runnin' from the cops, off shots
Shit is deep on the and you got me locked down
In cold, cold world