Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Feet

Yeah,
I rap better cause I'm mad
Oh my God! Hey

Mac
Yeah, they always want that fun shit when you tryna a little something real
They running, turning chicken like a nugget meal
How the f-ck I feel? like 100 mills
Spun the wheel, bought a vowel, I don't owe you still
a deal, I can do it with my own team
Won before, seen, hearing all these hoes
I was 14, sippin on my OE
Tryna marry money but bitch kept getting cold feet
Music loud, hear it banging through the street
getting shit on: toilet bowl seat
No sleep, just work, got a couple horny in a see-through shirt
So believe my hype, muthaf-ckas read nor write

Still they talking shit man, I've your type
Got problems, sleep at night
Cause your girl want to come around freak all
I'm a sex drill I'm rolling off them x pills
Five bikes, ten wheels, girl I'll leave your still
Say I don't do drugs, weed
I'mma do drugs and speed down the street
Do doughnuts, your flow sucks, you so
Your girl's getting throat
I get high, I go up
Why you saying that a tramp?
They come to all those shows just to meet friends?
So much coke sniffed, f-cking hoes bloody noses
Just a couple doses, the roses
Class time: take good notes
You bitches couldn't me with a Facebook poke
Bitch!