Luyện nghe bài hát Cold World

Drop shit

Over it get cold
You better thermo
Under the
under the snorkel
Pair of
Two of socks
Sweat under your jeans
Know what I
Neck tied over my face
Those the ear muffs I'm a lace
Any one of you throw you in the boosts
None of tight shit that's too uncomfortable
I can't feel timbs, maybe
So I can kick your and end the discussion
It sounds but not reckless
Now that he reached for my necklace
So I gave him a piece of the
When I caught him in the face with the
Better run my troops
Better play dead I shoot
If he get far cause...

I hold it down, I gotta squeeze
I go out to get cheese,
In cold world...

Out here die, trying to get rich,
To numb the we become addicts,
Of cold world...

Yo listen, yo listen..
Over here Jack Frost, he run this
Soon as you outside he punch you in the chest
I let go of the uzi and put it on my
That'll keep me warm I get on the train
Fuck it's as a bitch, on the subway platform, waiting for the J
Real late, probably like 3 in the morning, sipping on a pint of Hennessy
On my way to Brooklyn, from the cribbo,
Check my nigger Iller and Nizzo,
They told me little got killed,
They him in his stomach for his diamond grill,
(Ohh real, shit!)
They said I know the place where they the ice out,
And put in a new set of fronts, wow
Make you wanna in the house,
Cause cold as hell, and these streets are foul

I gotta hold it down, I gotta
I go out to get cheese,
In this world...

Out here nigger's die, to get rich,
To numb the pain we addicts,
Of this world...