Luyện nghe bài hát My Heat Goes Boom

1:

Another day another dolla for the top with the gold flea colla
Nigga the whole dogg world wanna holla
The way they do my and I'm steady tryin' to do more right
so trife your could disappear
and if you aint careful who you fuckin' wit
Now reappear here come near so you can hear what I spit
So and tired of niggaz standin on that "G" shit
and just because you on wit some khakis
and think rap style can out rap me and now jack me
come nigga slap yo self
thats probably why yo shit still sittin' on the shelf
and mine sold out ever it came out
carpet roll out, #1 no doubt, mo' clout, down south, mixin' it up
with dem niggaz that don't never to bust
what you niggaz on my front door for?
Hmm oh you for yo hoe? (you heard)
We in the hotel doin' the zoom
and let me let you nigga my heat goes boom
and my heat boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom,

2:

I'm on the scene, chopping green
on the team, call me commissioner nigga
so just listen up like you bored and our boy's bridges
he hangin' wit dem niggaz but dem straight bitches
left a hangin' at the club when it was scrap time
then a week later gave him a shot on in a rap
now in a New York rap time
rapper turned now you livin' on a main line
money's too tight to but let me mention
dem niggaz in da kitchen find out he's snitchin'
they get him and when his homies find out he's snitchin
9 times out of 10 dat gon be bitchin
(you know what) you know what transformin' is
and oh yeah informin is
but I aint one to tell you aint heard me
I'm just an MC tryin to stay super
and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom,
and my heat boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
and my heat boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
and my heat boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

3:

Look here fool I this game in and out
and quit tryin to tell me dem niggaz down south
don't try wit that west side love shit
that dove shit eat a dick
I can can read you the giddy
I read you I you to my home and I fed you
and led you upstairs upstairs to a room 37 niggaz
that was up hatin' waitin' on you nigga you the victim
we don't don't pick 'em we stick 'em and when once we get 'em we got 'em
we try to rid the streets of and freaks
you for all y'all snitches and bitches
we gonna do the a big favor
'cause like y'all be fuckin' up the gangsta flavor
and oh yeah it aint no west coast
'cause niggaz out of town got birds that
and my goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom,
and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom,
and my goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
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