Luyện nghe bài hát Heartburn

(Sean Price)
I selling nicks at night, go home, to my son
a spliff and watch Nick at Nite
I love it when my bitch cook, home
To a hot meal, not real, the bitch can't cook
I them bullets I sent you
You know what's up, I'm as fuck, and nigga the rent due
I my moms and the drug habit
I love a double jointed bitch up in my splattered
I love snatching jewels up on the mass transit
I busting in ya mouth, I know you can't stand 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
under her nose, I'm right under your clothes
And I it

(Chorus 2x: Price)
"All this love in my heart" In my 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 love fist fights with brass
I love to get right with the 5th and ya ass buckle po-po
I mushrooms, I love to puff 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 to flow, dog, tell me about it, the hoes
I love it raw dog, tell these are violets, you
I love Martin Luther, I Malcolm X
Love Knotts Landing, Falcon's Crest
I love wallabies, I love trees as much
As I collard greens, and cheese, bitch, I love it

(Chorus 2x)

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