Luyện nghe bài hát Heat Of The Night

[Intro: P]
Ghost, Violence, it's that other shit
This is mine here nigga, haha, oh yeah
(You the world was safe)

[Verse 1: P]
Homicide goon with bags triple niggas
I don't give a when Police get dispatched
Wicked nigga, you can hear me laugh when the
Look at me, you can see me smile when the
rap, ask where my gun and my clip at
Got my hands on it I ask where the strip at
Niggas got coke, I ask where the bricks at
Next rapper lies, the next rapper I'll click at
Bullet holes in your Louis
Get the fuck up, like a sushi roll
Soft niggas get wet like the hole
nigga put my gun on goofy though

[Chorus:
Got my heat on my
And I'm ride
Trust me if you crossed that man it's over
In the heat of the night man I'm ride
It get (cold, cold)
(Cold, cold)

2: Styles P]
My gun burn niggas the way y'all burn Cali weed
Or the way a fat burns calories
Fuck a my 9 mil's the deadmill
You can fuck around and get your spill (fuck around)
Or your guts
You a goon, now I'ma G that can any corner like the bus stop
around and get your [?]
Had a bitch on the floor like a mop
gettin' money in the [?] spot
Cut you in the face with the blade we used to
shot tommy gun about to make the buck pop
Shotguns next, you hit with the

[Chorus:
Got my on my side
And I'm ride
Trust me if you crossed line man it's over
In the heat of the man I'm gonna ride
It get (cold, cold)
(Cold, cold)

[Verse 3: P]
Flyin' without a cape, right, I ain't on a flight
Underworld, into a Lycan in the late night
Flyin' through the city in a [?] no lights
on, Nina on, probably got Tina on
I stand the rain or the pain
Nigga on drain for flippin' cocaine
But you smile when you smokin' and you whippin' off
champagne and you trickin' on dames
When you go to Hell and you sittin' on
Type of shit I about sittin' on planes
First class if I crash shit'll all
All I do is get high 'cause shit is all

Kody]
Got my heat on my
And I'm gonna
Trust me if you that line man it's over
In the heat of the night man I'm gonna
It get (cold, cold)
(Cold, cold)