Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

I got pipe dreams of crack and stripper poles
Of fucking
So I got secrets only me and all my know
Of kicking in the
I'll send a to get ya
So don't fucking stupid
I know you got the
'Cause I could smell the
I taste the weed
Give me somethin' or a body, only way leave
I love to 'em squirm
I when bitches bleed
If sucking on the barrel, you can't hear her scream
So the fucking carpet
aggravated Larson
And I'm out the door
It's monsters in home
Black gloves, on, muzzle plated chrome

Who done called the on my niggas?
Who called the cops on my niggas?
That's the one to go
The first shot I
Who done called the cops on my
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
black man in the street, it's official
We out the spirit, here go another pistol
Ha, fuck, cracka!
Cop coming on my for the answers
Huh? I no got time for question
Huh, just put mi and mi bredren

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

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

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

My old friend fucked my girlfriend, I shot him
to god about him
Man, I hit the
Yeah, my bitch got
Shit, my ass got
And I forgave them
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
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 my bitch on me
mink on me
Sippin' on ya
Bet ya on it
I to fight for it

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