Luyện nghe bài hát Heatwave

Whenever I'm him
inside
Starts to burning and I'm filled desire
Could it be a in me or is this the way love's supposed to be?
It's like a (heatwave!)
Burning in my (heatwave!)
I can't from crying (heatwave!)
It's tearing me

It's not the now
We done 'round
And turned this shit into another playground
And they some babies Huey
Bars like a
Long as life's a movie be addicted to Louie, yeah
To all the haters and traitors I a podium
Benedicts, tell these Arnolds hey,
Special with decimals I'm get my point across
Say they love me then they sides like a coin toss
Which one or tails?
The way I kill shit, I should be alleged with
I'm on a ledge and still about math,
shit, wrote raps in my brother's Acura
Bro, when they used to laugh at ya
Cause your parents from
President, but you assassinate my character
Yeah, so check the fahrenheit these
And hydrated, welcome to the heat wave

Whenever he calls my name (Chiddy: Uh, yeah, like 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 on me or is this the way that it's 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 keep crying (heatwave!)
It's me apart

[Verse 2: Mac
Ayo, this here a heat wave
Keep it on the
Still we bombs on these records, call it d-day
Yeah heard what he say, thinkin' I ain't shit though
Got these fools pissed like just stubbed their big toe
All I do is give,
In every zip code
The walls in right now, you're just a window
Homie, I'm the door from the to the floor
When I spit my verse these rappers rapping anymore
And that's for sure, sorry to get
Iller you, and everybody in your posse
Homie, I'm probably chilling some punani
Hotter than this
Pittsburgh boy, Crosby
Smoke no casey, no broccoli
Tell your 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: ain't a place we ain't been to these days)
Starts to burning and I'm filled with (Chiddy: Yeah, uh, it's like a heatwave. How we do it make it look so easy)
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 like a (heatwave!)
Burning in my (heatwave!)
I keep from crying (heatwave!)
It's tearing me