Luyện nghe bài hát Heartburn

(Sean Price)
I love nicks at night, go home, to my son
Roll a spliff and Nick at Nite
I love it when my bitch cook, home
To a hot meal, it's not real, the can't cook
I them bullets I sent you
You know what's up, I'm as fuck, and nigga the rent due
I love my moms and the drug
I a double jointed bitch up in my craft splattered
I snatching niggaz jewels up on the mass transit
I love busting in ya mouth, I know you can't it
I it
I love it when you bob ya head to
At the same time, giving the God in the whip
I love it when I'm wit wifey, you say
Right under her nose, I'm right your clothes
And I it

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

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

(Chorus 2x)

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