Luyện nghe bài hát Heated Nights

Good Mr. Raekwon
Hope you had a flight
May I take bags and pour you some scotch sir?
Our villa off the shores of
Provide the most luxurious features on part of the coast
And your financial background is for
Oh no, the guns are going off in celebration of arrival, my friend
You're a god in the
look up to you here

My life, day one when I was up in it young
sweaters, Kangols and guns
The candy shop is where it all
ounces of oregano, free lunch, the spot
Thinkin' all better, can't to bag this block
when I get on, my ass is just rock
Do a few one, and shop
I get whore who's runnin' through Ave, a Glock
I love Gear and top
A few Woolrich pieces, yeah the was hot
Dreams and schemes to a knot
I sat on the stove and C.R.E.A.M., one blunt two o'clock
hours if I'm not
I'm lyin', take a shot, I put it on my 40K
with an educated bop
With for days, it's all praise, who amaze you a lot

Front out of drug under the street lights
Guns go off, we keep
Every kid caught in the zone, let's hope he it home
And sleep right, instead of the heat night

Front out of drug buildings under the lights
go off, we keep pipes
Every kid caught in the zone, let's he make it home
And sleep right, instead of the heat night

Ayo maxin' with the guns, new gelatous
Tryna stay from the jail gangs and letters
My is now, bread box is startin' to pile
Home-girl got no style but lace her
Catch me in a with a P9 laser
get twenty five thousand a razor
Meet me in the hall, you crazy, I'm out in Jamaica
up black weed, chillin' with gangstas
Fuck around high, die on vacation
Better respect in the right place like Mike Mason
smooth when the cake flip
Niggas snitchin' on the team where they say shit
Get your face lit, it's so to make shit
sit around jealous niggas, that's gay shit
That's why, yo I'm around paid shit
No Minute Maid shit, no son this ain't a slave

Front out of drug buildings under the street
go off, we keep pipes
Every kid caught in the zone, let's hope he make it
And sleep right, instead of churnin' the night

Front out of drug under the street lights
Guns go off, we pipes
Every kid caught in the zone, let's hope he it home
And right, instead of churnin' the heat night