Luyện nghe bài hát Heat To The Streets

[Chorus: Da 5'9"]
I'm illa spitter
I am an arms dealer
I sell heat to the nigga

Shine til I'm blind
getter
I sell to the streets nigga

It's like hate and we line up
All of in one place
And we give them ovations
And I mean like Rhianna
I mean, that llama
Dumb rappin', gun clappin', deep in that drama
like a salon(a)

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

[Kid
Kurt Cobain,
You got the nerve of
Bullets men and women
Just as as Madonna
nigga
I'll do to ya
What the KKK do to Obama
I need one K
I'm a blocka
Tear up whole block

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

5
9 ass nigga
happy
slash colostomy bag

[Kid
Slash the ass
Slash the last lyrical ass
swag

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

Vishis]
Pop, shady
I got gravy
means I'm on top
That gun cocked is down like Yung Joc
I'm the savior
You doe, I be the baker
Cakes up, I haters
I'm who ya
I'm Bryant
Who about the rest of you Lakers?
Infiltrate the truth and expose left

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