Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

I got pipe dreams of rocks and stripper poles
Of fucking
So I got only me and all my niggas know
Of kicking in the
I'll send a to get ya
So play 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 love to 'em squirm
I love bitches bleed
If she's sucking on the barrel, you can't her scream
So the fucking carpet
aggravated Larson
And then I'm out the
It's in your home
Black gloves, mask on, muzzle plated

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

Shotta,
Who be that, the one shotta?
Put a on you when 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
Another man in the street, it's official
We riding out the spirit, go another pistol
Ha, fuck, cracka!
Cop on my block for the answers
I no got time for your question
Huh, just put mi mommy and mi

I hate the way I think, I the way it looms
I hate the way the I say incinerate a room
I I'm tryna change, but it'll never work
Just end up more down than when I started
And concrete 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 drowning in the creek of my emotions trying to be open
Talking 'bout dates
I'm trying to make it to
Internal honesty could be the pill to swallow
So I need two of everything that's on the fuckin' menu
I'm with myself; setting fire to the venue, motherfucker

Who done called the cops on my
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 cops on my

you!
I'll break your neck so you can your back
you!
I'll break your neck so you can your back
I'll break your neck so you can your back
you!
I'll break your so you can watch your 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 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 shit
This is pissing off the yacht my bitch on me
mink on me
Sippin' on ya
Bet ya on it
I came to for it

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