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 in the doors
I'll a bitch to get ya
So don't fucking stupid
I know you got the
I could smell the money
I could the weed
Give me somethin' or a body, way I'll leave
I love to 'em squirm
I love bitches bleed
If she's on the barrel, you can't hear her scream
So kiss the carpet
aggravated Larson
And then I'm out the
It's monsters in your
Black gloves, on, muzzle plated chrome

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

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

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

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

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

My old friend fucked my girlfriend, I shot him
Pray to god 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 fucking
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 dick it
I hope you get
And this ain't shit
This is pissing off the yacht with my on me
Wearin' on me
Sippin' on ya
Bet ya on it
I came to for it

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