Luyện nghe bài hát Heatwave

Whenever I'm him
Somethin
Starts to burning and I'm filled with
Could it be a devil in me or is this the way supposed to be?
It's like a (heatwave!)
in my heart (heatwave!)
I can't keep crying (heatwave!)
It's tearing me

It's not the now
We came 'round
And turned this music shit into playground
And they some babies like
Bars a chewy
Long as life's a I'll be addicted to Louie, yeah
To all the haters and I need a podium
Benedicts, these Arnolds hey, Nickelodeon
Special with decimals I'm tryn'a get my point
Say they love me then they flip sides like a toss
Which one or tails?
The way I kill shit, I be alleged with jail
I'm on a ledge and about math, parabola
Legendary shit, raps in my brother's Acura
Bro, when they used to laugh at ya
Cause your from africa
President, but you assassinate my character
Yeah, so check the fahrenheit these
And stay hydrated, welcome to the wave

Whenever he calls my name (Chiddy: Uh, yeah, it's a heatwave)
Soft, low, sweet, and plain, I feel yeah yeah (Chiddy: There ain't a we ain't been to these days)
Well I feel that burning flame (Chiddy: Yeah, it's a heatwave. How we do it make it look so easy)
Has high blood pressure got a hold on me or is this the way that it's supposed to be? (Chiddy: or is this the way it's supposed to be)
like a heatwave (heatwave!)
Burning in my (heatwave!)
I can't keep crying (heatwave!)
It's tearing me

2: Mac Miller]
Ayo, this right here a heat
it on the replay
Still we bombs on these records, call it d-day
Yeah I've what he say, thinkin' I ain't shit though
Got fools pissed like they just stubbed their big toe
All I do is give,
In every single zip
The walls closing in right now, just a window
Homie, I'm the door the ceiling to the floor
When I spit my verse rappers ain't rapping anymore
And that's for sure, to get cocky
Iller than you, and in your posse
Homie, I'm chilling with some punani
than this wasabi
Pittsburgh boy, Sidney
Smoke no casey, no broccoli
Tell girl if she could please stop calling me, she buggin'
I to put her on lock
Tired of f-cking bitch, so I put her on top

Whenever I'm him (Chiddy: Uh, yeah, it's like a heatwave)
Somethin inside (Chiddy: There a place we ain't been to these days)
to burning and I'm filled with desire (Chiddy: Yeah, uh, it's like a heatwave. How we do it make it look so easy)
Could it be a devil in me or is this the way love's supposed to be (Chiddy: or is this the way that it's supposed to be. It's like a) It's a (heatwave!)
Burning in my (heatwave!)
I keep from crying (heatwave!)
It's tearing me