Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

I got pipe dreams of crack rocks and stripper
Of centerfolds
So I got secrets only me and all my know
Of kicking in the
I'll a bitch to get ya
So don't fucking stupid
I you got the product
I could smell the money
I could the weed
Give me somethin' or a body, only way leave
I to watch 'em squirm
I when bitches bleed
If sucking on the barrel, you can't hear her scream
So the fucking carpet
This aggravated
And I'm out the door
It's in your home
Black gloves, mask on, muzzle plated

Who done called the cops on my
Who called the cops on my niggas?
the first one to go
The shot I blow
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 blocka
And you'll be thin, be issue when I'm off it, off it, I'm off it
I got the magazine the pistol
For any politician talkin' shit, givin'
black man in the street, it's official
We out the spirit, here go another 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 the way the things I say incinerate a room
I I'm tryna change, but it'll never work
Just end up more broken down when I started
And concrete feels the hardest every time I seem to touch it
thinking I ain't meant for life but that's too deep
Falling up into the ceiling while I'm drowning in the creek of my emotions trying to be open
Talking 'bout release
I'm trying to it to tomorrow
honesty could be the hardest pill to swallow
So I need two of everything that's on the fuckin' menu
I'm dancing with myself; setting to the venue, motherfucker

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

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

My old friend fucked my girlfriend, I should've him
to god about him
Man, I hit the
Yeah, my bitch got
Shit, my ass got
And I them bitches
So now off to millions
I been fucking
Hit the forehead, chest, left, right, I'm
on the ceiling
And I got feelings
For all you lil'
Yeah, you see the
'Fore all you on me
on me
Suck a about it
I hope you get
And this clean shit
This is pissing off the yacht my bitch on me
mink on me
Sippin' on ya
Bet ya on it
I to fight for it

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