Luyện nghe bài hát Heat To The Streets

[Chorus: Da 5'9"]
I'm rhyme spitter
I am like an arms
I sell to the streets nigga

Shine til I'm nigga
Dime
I sell to the streets nigga

It's nigga hate and we line up
All of them in one
And we give them ovations
And I don't mean Rhianna
I mean, squeezin' that
Dumb rappin', gun clappin', deep in that drama
like a salon(a)

Fight 'em I'm in 'Nam(a)
'em like a pajama
Bite him like a
Hok, on ya Honor

[Kid
Cobain, suicidal
You got the of Nirvana
Bullets men and women
as quick as Madonna
Little
do to ya momma
What the KKK do to Obama
I just one K
I'm a repeat
Tear up whole block

Da 5'9"]
The drum a hundred hot ones

5
9 ass nigga
happy
slash colostomy bag

[Kid
Slash the ass
Slash the last ass nigga
Imperial

Da 5'9"]
Nigga they don't want it with me
I'm the gas
To niggas runnin' on E
as a wavy neighbor
I want my due, two mules and 80 acres
Day to stretch her pussy out like baby labor
The beefs in me, I got fillet behavior
I got the A.R.-itis

Vishis]
Pop, flavor
I got gravy
means I'm on top
That gun cocked is goin' down like Joc
I'm the 80's
You doe, I be the baker
Cakes up, I oven
I'm who ya
I'm Kobe
Who care about the of you Lakers?
Infiltrate the truth and expose what's

Da 5'9"]
We the best
Put you on
Put money on head and up it like an escalator
Page full of
I'm about to lay the
I do the labor, Keno do the day to day