Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

I got pipe dreams of crack rocks and stripper
Of centerfolds
So I got only me and all my niggas know
Of kicking in the
I'll a bitch to get ya
So don't play fucking
I know you got the
'Cause I smell the money
I could the weed
Give me or a body, only way I'll leave
I love to watch 'em
I love when bleed
If she's sucking on the barrel, you can't hear her
So kiss the carpet
aggravated Larson
And then I'm out the
monsters in your home
Black gloves, mask on, muzzle chrome

Who called the cops on my niggas?
Who done the cops on my niggas?
That's the one to go
The first shot I
Who done called the on my niggas?
Who called the cops on my niggas?

Shotta,
Who be that, the number one
Put a missile on you when I'm on your
And be thin, you'll be issue when I'm off it, off it, I'm off it
I got the magazine from the
For any politician talkin' shit, issue
Another black man in the street, official
We riding out the spirit, here go another
Ha, fuck, cracka!
Cop coming on my for the answers
Huh? I no got time for question
Huh, put mi mommy and mi bredren

I hate the way I think, I the way it looms
I hate the way the things I say a room
I know I'm tryna change, but it'll never
Just end up more broken than when I started
And that concrete feels the hardest time I seem to touch it
Started I ain't meant for life but that's too deep
Falling up the ceiling while I'm drowning in the creek of my emotions trying harder to be open
Talking release dates
I'm trying to it to tomorrow
Internal honesty could be the pill to swallow
So I need two shots of everything that's on the fuckin'
I'm dancing with setting fire to the venue, motherfucker

Who done called the on my niggas?
Who called the cops on my niggas?
That's the one to go
The shot I blow
Who done called the cops on my
Who done called the on my niggas?

you!
I'll break your neck so you can watch back
you!
I'll break your so you can watch your back
I'll your neck so you can watch your back
you!
I'll break your neck so you can your back
you

My old friend my girlfriend, I should've shot him
to god about him
Man, I hit the
Yeah, my bitch got
Shit, my ass got
And I them bitches
So now it's off to
I been sinning
Hit the forehead, chest, left, right, I'm
on the ceiling
And I got mirror
For all you demons
Yeah, you see the
all you changed on me
on me
Suck a about it
I you get offended
And this ain't clean
This is pissing off the yacht with my on me
mink on me
Sippin' on ya
Bet ya on it
I came to for it

Came in, all y'all pockets
And your bitch came in and up on me
I'm rubber, I pulled up on you