Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

If there's beef cock it and it
The really means nothing to me
I'll ride by and blow ya out
There's no time to it, no way you can stop 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 tape in court
I'll you
I playing, hear what 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

Keep I'm candy 'till ya fucking skull get popped
And ya brain jump out the top like
In the summer time is the killing season
It's hot out this bitch that's a good enough
I've gangstas get religious when they start bleeding
"Lord, Jesus help me" cause they ass leaking
When they roll down 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 tear ya back up
God's on ya side? Shit, I'm aight with
Cause we gon' reload them and come right back
It's a fact, homie, you go me ya fucked
I get the drop, if you can duck ya 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 cock it and it
The drama means nothing to me
I'll ride by and ya brains out
There's no to cock it, no way you can stop it
When 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 this motherfucking in court
kill you
I playing, hear what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing
you slipping I'mma kill you
I playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I ain't playing

My heart bleeds for you, nigga, I wait to get to you
Behind twinkle in ya eyes I can see the bitch in you
Nigga, you the streets talk
So be no white flags and no peace talks
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 that I've been in I'm by myself
up I was in a box by myself
I done myself a millionaire by myself
Now shit changed, motherfucker, I can some help
I done heard about the 50 you put in the hood
But ya shooter to get shot, it won't do him no good
With a pistol I define the definition of
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 different type of war game
See the end up in shackles and motherfucking chains
Or laid out in the streets leaking out they

If there's beef it and dump it
The drama really nothing to me
I'll by and blow ya brains out
There's no to cock it, no way you can stop it
When niggas run up on you them thangs out
I do what I gotta do, I care I if get caught
The DA can this motherfucking tape in court
I'll you
I playing, hear what 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

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