Luyện nghe bài hát Heated Nights

Good afternoon Mr.
you had a pleasant flight
May I take your and pour you some scotch sir?
Our villa off the of Argentina
Provide the luxurious features on this part of the coast
And your financial background is for
Oh no, the guns are going off in celebration of your arrival, my
a god in the city
They look up to you

My life, day one when I was caught up in it
Benetton sweaters, Kangols and
The candy shop is where it all
Sellin' of oregano, free lunch, the spot
all better, can't wait to bag this block
'Cause I get on, my ass is just rock
Do a few one, two's and
I get who's runnin' through Fifth Ave, a Glock
I love Polo and top
A few pieces, yeah the bagels was hot
Dreams and schemes to make a
I sat on the stove and wrote C.R.E.A.M., one two o'clock
Gangsta if I'm not
I'm lyin', take a shot, I put it on my 40K
Shorty with an bop
With for days, it's all praise, who amaze you a lot

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

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

Ayo with the machine guns, new gelatous
Tryna away from the jail gangs and letters
My time is now, box is startin' to pile
got no style but I'mma lace her
Catch me in a Blazer a P9 laser
Drunk get twenty five a razor
me in the mess hall, you crazy, I'm out in Jamaica
Breakin' up black weed, chillin' with
Fuck around high, die on vacation
have respect in the right place like Mike Mason
Everybody smooth when the cake
Niggas start snitchin' on the team where say shit
Get your face lit, it's so hard to shit
sit around jealous niggas, that's gay shit
That's why, yo I'm just around shit
No Maid shit, no son this ain't a slave ship

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

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