Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

If there's beef it and dump it
The really means nothing to me
I'll ride by and blow ya out
no time to cock it, no way you can stop it
When niggas run up on you with them out
I do what I gotta do, I care I if get caught
The DA can play this tape in court
kill you
I ain't playing, hear I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing
Catch you slipping I'mma you
I ain't playing, hear I'm saying, homie I ain't playing

Keep thinking I'm candy ya fucking skull get popped
And ya brain out the top like Jack-in-the-box
In the hood time is the killing season
It's hot out bitch that's a good enough reason
I've seen gangstas get when they start bleeding
Saying "Lord, Jesus help me" cause they ass
When they window roll and that A.K. come out
You can squeeze ya little until you run out
And you can run for ya
But them machine gun shells tear ya back up
on ya side? Shit, I'm aight with that
Cause we gon' reload them clips and come right
It's a fact, homie, you go against me ya
I get the drop, if you can duck ya luckier then Lady
Look, nigga, don't think you safe cause you moved out the
Cause ya mama still around, dawg, and that good
If you was you'd be shook of me
I'd get tired of looking for ya, spray ya mama crib
And let ya ass for me

If there's cock it and dump it
The really means nothing to me
ride by and blow ya brains out
There's no to cock it, no way you can stop it
When niggas run up on you with them out
I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get
The DA can play this tape in court
kill you
I ain't playing, what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing
Catch you slipping kill you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I playing

My heart for you, nigga, I can't wait to get to you
that twinkle in ya eyes I can see the bitch in you
Nigga, you know the talk
So they'll be no white flags and no talks
I got my against the wind, I'm down to ride 'till the sun burn out
If I die I'm happy how my life turned out
See the shootouts I've been in I'm by myself
up I was in a box by myself
I made myself a millionaire by myself
Now shit changed, motherfucker, I can hire help
I done heard about the 50 grand you put in the
But ya shooter to get shot, it won't do him no good
With a pistol I the definition of pain
If you survive ya bones'll still fucking hurt when it
Oh, you a pro at playing battleship? Well, this ain't the
Little homie this is a whole type of war game
See the losers end up in shackles and chains
Or laid out in the streets out they brains

If beef cock it and dump it
The really means nothing to me
I'll ride by and blow ya out
There's no time to cock it, no way you can it
When run up on you with them thangs out
I do what I gotta do, I don't I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfucking tape in
kill you
I playing, hear what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing
Catch you I'mma kill you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I playing

After the fist fights it's gunfire, boy, you get the of me
If you don't wanna get shot I you don't go testing me
All the wrong I've the Lord still keep on blessing me
Fin'nin to run rap cause Dr. Dre got the