Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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

thinking I'm candy 'till ya fucking skull get popped
And ya brain out the top like Jack-in-the-box
In the hood summer is the killing season
It's hot out this that's a good enough reason
I've seen get religious when they start bleeding
Saying "Lord, Jesus help me" cause they ass
When they window roll and that A.K. come out
You can ya little handgun until you run out
And you can run for ya
But them machine gun shells gone ya back up
God's on ya 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, think you safe cause you moved out the hood
Cause ya mama still around, dawg, and that ain't
If you was you'd be shook of me
Cause I'd get tired of looking for ya, spray ya crib
And let ya ass for me

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

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

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

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