Luyện nghe bài hát Poet - The Heat is On (Unreleased Version)

1: (poet)
Thats my word, i'm mothafuckin'
It seems like tryin' to put me through a test
'cause fuckin' day it's just gettin' worse
Whats might go out, die hard and end up in a hearse
But no time to think about the
The in jail, fuck the death sentence
All i know is that i mad cash in a flash
i gotta kill somebody ass
Might as be in jail or dead
'cause if you ain't gettin' paid you ain't gettin' ahead (thats
Word)
Sittin' in my with the lights out thinkin'
I'm alive, but i livin', i'm leakin'
I made my bed and lay in it
But i ain't gonna in it
I start sprayin' shit
I should've stayed in school, but a dead issue
Fuck a g.e.d., thats toilet tissue
All my friends are hoodlums and
with a bunch of stupid crazy mothafuckas
Niggas fuckin' their up, niggas gettin' knocked
And jealous mothafuckas, they the whole block
i could start flippin' gettin' on a mission, but i need much
More, no for bullshittin'
listen....
(godfather don)
The makes me crazy
I wanna bust somethin', figures, touch
The heat is on, got a niggas blood
I wanna somethin', niggas bust somethin'

2: (prodigy)
Yo, all i know is guns, all i do is
I'd rather plug you the heater than to have you front
My life revolves around the fourth
Stay gettin' those of new york
Bullets from the cornerstore, i'm home a arsen
95 north to the jackie robinson
Watch out for D's in in tauruses
Impala's mistaken for cops, mad
Back at sell a few burners
Keep a miz and a seven mil for my
Walk benevolence, holdin' twin fifths
380's in the whip, a for my chick
That p is sick, i need a silencer connect, see me
Niggas be lyin', stories, tell it walkin'
My niggas is into drugs and
Knotty head for them on the nightshift pumpin'
The is on nigga.....
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