Luyện nghe bài hát Cold World

Drop shit

Over it get cold
You better thermo
Under the
That's the snorkel
Pair of
Two of socks
Sweat pants under jeans
Know what I
Neck scarf tied over my
Those the ear muffs I'm a lace
Any one of you you in the bubble boosts
None of tight shit that's too uncomfortable
I can't feel timbs, maybe
So I can kick mouth and end the discussion
It violent but not reckless
Now that nigga he reached for my
So I him a piece of the business
I caught him in the face with the boots
Better run from my
Better play when I shoot
If he get far cause...

I gotta hold it down, I squeeze
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...

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

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

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