Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Blooded

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, on, hard-core
We it higher

Yo, yo
My little daughter, started, nursery
Brother com, gotta make our through
The stylist and violence with
The of times with rhyme shit is timeless
The mind is a thing to spill
Rap life's like a dream that for real
A wake up, superstar, with no acres
After, the world to see paper's just paper
take ya, back and forth like a shaker
I'm a slave to the rhythm's 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 my grandmother like kraftwerk
I rock the fast I'm in to win but then begin to sin
in to win with hen's and heineken's
Beast for and greet the meek with speech
To seek and peak cause pete, shit gets
I freak, styles 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) rough and rugged, and raw
For you and yours, for you and
(Yo, yo I-I think I wanna taste these
I want you to these horns, come on now)
C, the cold-blooded (uh) cold-blooded (yeah)
(Ain't it) rough and rugged (uh) and raw
(Yeah baby that's what I'm talking
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) rough and rugged, and raw
(Yo, alright let let me get a little of this here)
For you and yours, for you and

The simps,
These studs me,
As a, intense MC, sent to be the
On the I came
With penitentiary talk, coke and a walk
My imagery talks, metaphors and similes
Time for war, my artillery the hardest 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 down, like bobby did Whitney
Sophisticated strut like this is beat street in backpacks
Bragging how they don't eat and abstract
I backsmack em they skateboard, flee the crime scene
With a rhyme scheme to escape
Make broads become queens, run things like a sprinter
The way you want the game I rub off henner
I remain like a tattoo with natural
Copy like a fax that's actual facts
Battle raps is where it began, end it wherever I land
I done of, a master plan, it goes