Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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

Keep thinking I'm candy ya fucking skull get popped
And ya brain jump out the top Jack-in-the-box
In the summer time is the killing season
It's hot out this bitch that's a good enough
I've seen gangstas get when they start bleeding
Saying "Lord, Jesus help me" they ass leaking
When they window down and that A.K. come out
You can ya little handgun until you run out
And you can run for ya
But machine gun shells gone tear ya back up
God's on ya side? Shit, I'm aight that
Cause we gon' them clips and come right back
a fact, homie, you go against me ya fucked
I get the drop, if you can ya luckier then Lady Luck
Look, nigga, don't think you safe you moved out the hood
Cause ya mama still around, dawg, and that good
If you was smart 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 beef it and dump it
The drama really nothing to me
I'll ride by and blow ya 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 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 I'mma 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 in ya eyes I can see the bitch in you
Nigga, you the streets talk
So they'll be no white flags and no peace
I got my back the wind, I'm down to ride 'till the sun burn out
If I die today I'm happy how my life out
See the shootouts that 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 help
I done heard about the 50 you put in the hood
But ya fin'nin 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 when it rain
Oh, you a pro at playing Well, this ain't the same
homie this is a whole different type of war game
See the losers end up in and motherfucking chains
Or laid out in the streets leaking out brains

If there's beef it and dump it
The drama really nothing to me
I'll ride by and blow ya 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 gotta do, I don't care I if get
The DA can play motherfucking tape in court
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

After the fist fights it's gunfire, boy, you get the of me
If you wanna get shot 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