Luyện nghe bài hát My Heat Goes Boom

1:

Another day another for the top dogg with the gold flea colla
Nigga make the dogg world wanna holla
The way they do my and I'm steady tryin' to do more right
so trife your life disappear
and if you aint who you fuckin' wit nigga
Now come here come near so you can hear what I spit
So and tired of niggaz standin on that "G" shit
and just you on starz 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 sittin' on the motherfuckin 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 hesitate to bust
you niggaz tappin' on my front door for?
Hmm oh you lookin' for yo (you heard)
We in the room doin' the zoom
and let me let you nigga my heat goes boom
and my heat goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom,
and my goes boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

2:

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

3:

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