Luyện nghe bài hát Heartburn

(Sean Price)
I selling nicks at night, go home, to my son
Roll a spliff and watch at Nite
I love it when my cook, come home
To a hot meal, it's not real, the bitch can't
I love bullets I sent you
You know what's up, I'm as fuck, and nigga the rent due
I love my moms and the habit
I love a double jointed up in my craft splattered
I snatching niggaz jewels up on the mass transit
I love busting in ya mouth, I know you stand it
I it
I love it you bob ya head to this
At the time, giving the God head in the whip
I love it I'm wit wifey, you say nothing
Right under her nose, I'm right under your
And I it

(Chorus 2x: Price)
"All this in my heart" In my heart y'all! (I got heartburn)
"And just enough to make 'em stop"
"Only us on the path" - P
"So it is on mind" - and again

(Sean Price)
I fist fights with brass knuckles
I love to get with the 5th and make ya ass buckle po-po
I mushrooms, I love to puff boom
Love living you though it ain't much room
I love when you say my is corny
At the time, huggin' my nuts, the god stay horny
I love to flow, dog, me about it, the hoes
I love it raw dog, tell these are violets, you
I Martin Luther, I love Malcolm X
Love Knotts Landing, Falcon's Crest
I love wallabies, I love trees just as
As I love collard greens, and cheese, bitch, I it

(Chorus 2x)

(Sean Price)
I love to street niggaz
awaken, food is taken, blun street niggaz
Ya'll motherfuckers phony, the father me
To knock y'all niggaz out, quick Antonio Tarber
Show me ya dollar, nigga, I'll show you the
The bullet throw holes through your armor, blam blam
Damn fam, you fucking with a ass man
Couldn't, picture my life on Kodak cams
See, I'm on block in a tore backed van
Jumped out with a new gun, hold fam
Bah, Price, past, present and future
Better late never, whatever, I see you, I shoot you
I ya