Luyện nghe bài hát My Heat Goes Boom

1:

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

2:

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

3:

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