Luyện nghe bài hát Heatwave

Whenever I'm him
inside
Starts to burning and I'm filled with
Could it be a in me or is this the way love's supposed to be?
like a heatwave (heatwave!)
Burning in my (heatwave!)
I keep from crying (heatwave!)
It's me apart

not the same now
We done 'round
And turned this music into another playground
And they some babies like
Bars like a
Long as life's a movie I'll be to Louie, yeah
To all the haters and traitors I need a
Benedicts, these Arnolds hey, Nickelodeon
Special decimals I'm tryn'a get my point across
Say they love me then they flip sides like a toss
one heads or tails?
The way I kill shit, I be alleged with jail
I'm on a ledge and still about math,
Legendary shit, wrote raps in my Acura
Bro, back when they to laugh at ya
Cause parents from africa
President, but you cannot assassinate my
Yeah, so check the fahrenheit these
And stay hydrated, welcome to the heat

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 place we ain't to these days)
Well I feel that burning flame (Chiddy: Yeah, like 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 supposed to be? (Chiddy: or is this the way that it's supposed to be)
like a heatwave (heatwave!)
Burning in my (heatwave!)
I can't from crying (heatwave!)
tearing me apart

[Verse 2: Mac
Ayo, right here a heat wave
it on the replay
Still we droppin' bombs on records, call it d-day
Yeah I've what he say, thinkin' I ain't shit though
Got these 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 from the ceiling to the floor
When I spit my verse these ain't rapping anymore
And that's for sure, sorry to get
Iller you, and everybody in your posse
Homie, I'm probably with some punani
Hotter than wasabi
Pittsburgh boy, Sidney
veggies no casey, no broccoli
Tell your girl if she could please stop calling me, she
I to put her on lock
Tired of that bitch, so I put her on top

I'm with him (Chiddy: Uh, yeah, it's like a heatwave)
Somethin inside (Chiddy: There ain't a place we ain't to these days)
Starts to burning and I'm filled with desire (Chiddy: Yeah, uh, it's 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 to be (Chiddy: or is this the way that it's supposed to be. It's like a) It's like a (heatwave!)
in my heart (heatwave!)
I can't keep from (heatwave!)
It's tearing me