Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Feet

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

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

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