Luyện nghe bài hát Heartburn

(Sean Price)
I love selling at night, go home, to my son
Roll a spliff and Nick at Nite
I love it my bitch cook, come home
To a hot meal, not real, the bitch can't cook
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 drug
I love a double jointed bitch up in my craft
I love snatching niggaz up on the mass transit
I love busting in ya mouth, I you can't stand it
I it
I love it when you bob ya head to
At the same time, giving the God head in the
I love it when I'm wit wifey, you say
Right 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 enough to make 'em stop" uh-huh
"Only us on the path" - P
"So it is on your mind" - and

(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
Love living with you though it ain't much
I when you say my song is corny
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 love X
Love Knotts Landing, love Crest
I love wallabies, I love trees just as
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 niggaz out, quick then Antonio
me ya dollar, nigga, I'll show you the llama
The blow throw holes through your armor, blam blam
Damn fam, you fucking with a ass man
Couldn't, picture my different on Kodak cams
See, I'm on your block in a tore van
Jumped out a new gun, hold that fam
Bah, Price, past, present and future
Better than never, whatever, I see you, I shoot you
I ya