Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

Yeah, one two..
Yeah, where my nigga Jay
ya at? (Yeah!)
(Oooh, you say you got guns, then that shit) what?
(You say you got ones, then bring shit
cause you need a lot ones and guns for this) what?
(to get my man see we bout to some) HOT SHIT
Yeah, one two..
Bout to that, HOT SHIT
Huh.. whoo! Yeah..
Turn it down nigga, HOT
Yeah.. (oooh)

Messenger in the Metropolis; here and +Now+
Niggaz know the ledge, so they don't come near the
I in clouds on some heaven to earth shit
Fake niggaz drown the the verse gets
as a skinny girl's cunt - I surface with the purpose
to let y'all niggaz know the
is a instrument that's monumental
You couldn't fuck the style if you was a nympho
in the temple of Chi, taught to look into the eye
I identify with dobbs and weaves, and makin moves
that bob and weave, and niggaz with jobs on the sell weed
I feed off the hunger that a bum or child gets
freaky, Marv Albert, in outfits, by Chaka Givens
I how I got God but don't got religion
Got a for these niggaz on the net, sellin my shit
just say you Ramone and I'm Spit
In a habitat of Cadillacs and battle
and people travel at the speed of need
agree with the ways of the world
Cats say anything - like they say to girl
How you it when you sit indian style?
Niggaz know me as Com it's time me go wild
HOT SHIT, yeah..
HOT SHIT, yeah, one two..
Came to it boy

(You say you got guns, bring that shit
You say you got ones, then bring that
cause you need a lot ones and guns for this) what?
(to get my man see we bout to some) HOT SHIT
No doubt.. HOT SHIT!

Old men see visions men dream dreams
I the planet - recognize - I'm the C.R.E.A.M.
Com Rules and everything is
How yo' man pullin yo' - he ain't carryin his
Scary the biz is like "The Witch Project"
Experiment in rooms on some bare project
State senators, twirls, most sell out
- like a dread with a white
You want me to cypher with you and the
I just did a show - I'm pursuin broads
I ain't tryin to fuck
Wanna feel female presence and a touch
You'll get split like a date that's dutch scuffed and up
Taped up for tryin to say what - ever you was to say
You rap like a nigga that's to spray
Get a mouth shot, for openin your to say
feel my heat in the - it leaves you without the day
What I write is a passage for to travel through
Before defeatin me - Joe, you battle you
I tap into my own zone like it's my home
the cell off and let my dome roam
Shame I gotta do white to keep my life stable
I write fatal bringin to life
A wise man in the thick of the night
He said BRING SHIT when you pick up the mic
I said, "What shit?"
He HOT SHIT, hot shit, hot shit

(You say you got guns, then bring shit) uhhh
(You say you got ones, bring that shit
you need a lot more ones and guns for this) uhh
(me and my man, see we to spit this) HOT SHIT
Hot shit, yeah, yeah, uhh
we spit Jay? (Throw it down nigga)
HOT SHIT, uh, yeah, uh, c'mon, (keep it goin)
HOT SHIT..
HOT SHIT..
HOT SHIT.. yeah, boy (keep it goin)
HOT SHIT.. out
HOT..