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, come on,
We take it

Yo, yo
My little daughter, started, school
com, gotta make our move through
The stylist and violence vibrance
The sign of times with rhyme is timeless
The mind is a terrible thing to
Rap life's a dream that seems for real
A nigga wake up, superstar, no acres
After, traveling the world to see just paper
Streets ya, back and forth like a shaker
I'm a slave to the breaking off
I get the job done, but some days I wanna off
D be like, we got no time for that!
Questlove said, we got no time for that!
My old like, we ain't got no time for that!
So I rhyme when my hurts
the numbers from my grandmother like kraftwerk
I rock the patchwork fast I'm in to win but begin to sin
We're in to win with and heineken's
Beast for each and greet the with speech
To and peak cause pete, shit gets deep
I freak, styles that out
At night, when most cats 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 rugged (come on) 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 wanna these horns
I want you to taste these horns, on now)
C, the (uh) cold-blooded (yeah) hard-core
(Ain't it) and rugged (uh) rugged and raw
(Yeah baby that's I'm talking about
come on, em, give us a little more)
For you and yours, for you and
C to the, cold-blooded (nasty) cold-blooded,
(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,
studs mention me,
As a, intense MC, sent to be the
On the I came
With penitentiary talk, coke and a walk
My imagery talks, and similes stalk
for war, my artillery caulks the hardest nigga
I'm killing 'em
Dealing with golf, blowed on the course
I be dissing magazines, but then buy the
Can't explain why the force, is me
Known to bring a rapper down, like bobby did
Sophisticated sissies strut like is beat street in backpacks
Bragging how don't eat meat and abstract
I backsmack em with they skateboard, flee the scene
With a rhyme scheme to frauds
Make broads become queens, run things like a sprinter
The way you want the I rub off like henner
I remain like a tattoo natural raps
Copy 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 master plan, it