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 niggas
Of in the doors
I'll send a to get ya
So play fucking stupid
I you got the product
'Cause I smell the money
I could taste the
Give me somethin' or a body, way I'll leave
I love to 'em squirm
I when bitches bleed
If she's on the barrel, you can't hear her scream
So kiss the fucking
This aggravated
And then I'm out the
It's monsters in home
Black gloves, mask on, muzzle chrome

Who called the cops on my niggas?
Who done the cops on my niggas?
the first one to go
The first I blow
Who done called the on my niggas?
Who done called the 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, be issue when I'm off it, off it, I'm off it
I got the magazine from the
For any talkin' shit, givin' issue
Another black man in the street, official
We riding out the spirit, here go pistol
Ha, fuck, cracka!
Cop coming on my for the answers
Huh? I no got 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 things I say a room
I know I'm 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
Started thinking I ain't meant for life but 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 to make it to tomorrow
Internal honesty could be the hardest to swallow
So I need two shots of everything on the fuckin' menu
I'm dancing with myself; setting to the venue, motherfucker

Who done the cops 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 on my niggas?

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

My old friend fucked my girlfriend, I shot him
Pray to god him
Man, I hit the
Yeah, my got badder
Shit, my ass got
And I forgave bitches
So now off to millions
I been sinning
Hit the forehead, chest, left, right, I'm
Asses on the
And I got mirror
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 clean shit
This is pissing off the yacht my bitch on me
Wearin' on me
Sippin' on ya
Bet ya on it
I to fight for it

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