Luyện nghe bài hát Coldblooded

Cold-blooded, cold-blooded,
Rough and 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 take it

Yo, yo
My little daughter, started, school
Brother com, make our move through
The and violence with vibrance
The sign of with rhyme shit is timeless
The mind is a thing to spill
Rap life's like a dream seems for real
A nigga wake up, superstar, no acres
After, the world to see paper's just paper
Streets ya, back and forth like a shaker
I'm a slave to the rhythm's off
I get the job done, but days I wanna take off
D be like, we ain't got no for that!
Questlove said, we ain't got no for that!
My old like, we ain't got no time for that!
So I rhyme my back hurts
Play the numbers from my grandmother 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 each and greet the meek speech
To seek and peak cause pete, shit gets
I freak, that come out
At night, when most pull the gun out
Go on and on and, to the break of the
Sound run out, run out, out
C uhh,

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

The simps,
These mention me,
As a, intense MC, sent to be the
On the industry I
With talk, coke and a Hennesey walk
My imagery talks, and similes stalk
Time for war, my artillery caulks the hardest
I'm 'em soft
Dealing with golf, getting blowed on the
I be dissing magazines, but buy the source
explain why the force, is with me
Known to bring a rapper down, like bobby did
sissies strut like this is beat street in backpacks
Bragging how they don't eat and abstract
I backsmack em with they skateboard, the crime scene
With a rhyme scheme to frauds
Make become queens, run things like a rasta sprinter
The way you want the game I rub off like
I remain a tattoo with natural raps
Copy like a fax y'all actual facts
Battle raps is where it began, end it wherever I land
I done of, a master plan, it goes

C to the, (yeah, come on)
Cold-blooded, (ya know)
(Ain't it) and rugged, (come on) rugged 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)
and rugged, rugged and raw
For you and yours, for you and