Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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

Keep thinking I'm 'till ya fucking skull get popped
And ya brain jump out the top Jack-in-the-box
In the hood time is the killing season
It's hot out this bitch that's a enough reason
I've seen gangstas get religious they start bleeding
Saying "Lord, Jesus help me" they ass leaking
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 gun shells gone tear ya back up
on ya side? Shit, I'm aight with that
Cause we gon' reload them clips and right back
It's a fact, homie, you go against me ya
I get the drop, if you can duck ya luckier Lady Luck
Look, nigga, don't think you cause you moved out the hood
Cause ya still around, dawg, and that ain't good
If you was smart you'd be of me
Cause I'd get tired of looking for ya, ya mama crib
And let ya ass for me

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

My heart bleeds for you, nigga, I wait to get to you
Behind that twinkle in ya eyes I can see the in you
Nigga, you the streets talk
So they'll be no flags and no peace talks
I got my back 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 that been in I'm by myself
Locked up I was in a box by
I done made myself a by myself
Now changed, motherfucker, I can hire some help
I done heard about the 50 grand you put in the
But ya shooter fin'nin to get shot, it won't do him no
a pistol I define the definition of pain
If you survive ya bones'll still fucking hurt when it
Oh, you a pro at playing Well, this ain't the same
Little homie this is a whole different of war game
See the losers end up in shackles and motherfucking
Or laid out in the streets leaking out they

If beef cock it and dump it
The drama really means to me
I'll ride by and ya brains out
There's no to cock it, no way you can stop it
niggas run up on you with them thangs out
I do what I gotta do, I care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfucking tape in
I'll you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie, I ain't
Catch you slipping kill you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I playing

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