Luyện nghe bài hát Coldblooded

Cold-blooded, cold-blooded,
and rugged, rugged and raw
For you and your-your, for you and
You got the c to the, huh,
Ain't it,huh, come on,
We it higher

Yo, yo
My little daughter, started, school
com, gotta make our move through
The stylist and violence with
The of times with rhyme shit is timeless
The is a terrible thing to spill
Rap life's like a that seems for real
A nigga wake up, superstar, no acres
After, traveling the world to see paper's just
Streets take ya, back and forth like a
I'm a slave to the breaking off
I get the job done, but some days I take off
D be like, we ain't got no for that!
said, we ain't got no time for that!
My old like, we ain't got no time for that!
So I when my back hurts
Play the numbers from my grandmother kraftwerk
I rock the patchwork fast I'm in to win but then to sin
We're in to win with hen's and
Beast for each and greet the meek speech
To seek and peak cause pete, gets deep
I freak, that come out
At night, when cats pull the gun out
Go on and on and, to the break of the
run out, run out, r-run out
C uhh,

(come on) cold-blooded, hard-core
(Hit em with the) and rugged (come on) rugged and raw
(Hey) for you and yours, for you and
You got the c, uhh, (yeah)
Cold-blooded (come on)
(Ain't it funky) and rugged, rugged and raw
For you and yours, for you and
(Yo, yo I-I think I wanna taste these
I you to taste these horns, come on now)
C, the cold-blooded (uh) (yeah) hard-core
(Ain't it) rough and (uh) rugged and raw
(Yeah that's what I'm talking about
on, give em, give us a little more)
For you and yours, for you and
C to the, (nasty) cold-blooded, hard-core
(Come on) and rugged, rugged and raw
(Yo, alright let let me get a taste of this here)
For you and yours, for you and

The simps,
studs mention me,
As a, intense MC, to be the reign
On the I came
penitentiary talk, coke and a Hennesey walk
My imagery talks, metaphors and similes
Time for war, my artillery caulks the nigga
I'm 'em soft
with golf, getting blowed on the course
I be dissing magazines, but then buy the
explain why the force, is with me
Known to bring a rapper down, like bobby did
Sophisticated strut like this is beat street in backpacks
Bragging how don't eat meat and abstract
I backsmack em they skateboard, flee the crime scene
With a rhyme scheme to frauds
Make broads become queens, run like a rasta sprinter
The way you want the game I rub off like
I remain a tattoo with natural raps
like a fax that's y'all actual facts
Battle is where it began, I'ma end it wherever I land
I done thought of, a plan, it goes

C to the, (yeah, come on)
Cold-blooded, (ya know)
(Ain't it) rough and rugged, (come on) and raw
For you and yours, for you and
You got the c to the,
Cold-blooded,
and rugged, rugged and raw
For you and yours, for you and
You got the c to the, (yeah, hey)
Cold-blooded (nasty, yo yo)
and rugged, rugged and raw
(Ain't it, ain't it) for you and yours, for you and
You got the c to the,
Cold-blooded, (come on)
Rough and rugged, and raw
For you and yours, for you and