Luyện nghe bài hát Temperature's Rising

Word up, son, I they got you on the run
For a body - now it's time to the guns
probably got the phones tapped so I won't speak long
Gimme a hot second, and put you on
all messed up somebody snitchin on the crew
And word is on the is they got pictures of you
Homicide came to the last night, six deep
Askin' on whereabouts and where d'you sleep
They said they just wanna question you, but me and you
That once they catch you, all they do is just you
Then arraign you, you, I don't think so
It's a thing you bounced for now just stay low
in a blue I check to see how you're doin
I know you need loot, so I send it through Union
They knock down the door
In the of the night, sometimes around four
to find who they lookin for but they won't succeed
All they gonna find is mad empty of weed
But son, you got the projects hotter than hell
for brothers, to get they thug on but oh well
Son they know too much, even the chicks
Oh you heard who did what, no I don't who did shit!
So stop askin, then I I'm not goin crazy
From windows, I see lights flashin and
takin' pictures - you know who that be
Police lovers, and snitches
They put up your sheet so pointin fingers
And lyin, son, the temp is risin

The risin, no there's nothin surprisin
The temperature's risin, huh and ain't surprisin
The risin, huh and ain't nothin surprisin
The temperature's risin (There's surprisin)

What up black? Hold your wherever you at
On the flow from the cops wings on your back
That snitch nigga - gave your location
chop his body up in six degrees of separation
Killer listen, shit the same without you at home
Phony niggas around tryin to be your clone
They really fear you, you was at home they was pale
That's why they wanna see you either or in jail
By the time you hear rhyme you'll probably be locked up
Tried to hide along the lines your plans slipped up
Got up in a crime that you can't take back
on how I used to pick you up in the Ac
Years ago when we was younger seemed the hood us under very deep
who snitched it got me losin lots of sleep
At night, you my mouth is tight
I never sang to the cops cause that ain't right
Sometimes I stroll past the scene of the and backtrack
Damn - why the situation go down dat?
It'll be a long before the heat dies down
And a - couple of years we see you around
Butt 'til then maintain and keep story the same
The cops is wrong niggas, lookin for someone to blame
They harrassin, strugglin to find the
There's a chance ya case'll get thrown out, cause ain't got no proof
To say guilty, your fingerprints filthy
Deliver - me the gun, I'll tie it to a brick and throw it in the
Make it sinks to the bottom
police, snuck you out the projects, we got 'em
But still, but still, but

The risin, no there's nothin surprisin
The temperature's risin, huh and ain't nothin
The temperature's risin, huh and nothin surprisin
The risin (There's nothin surprisin)
The risin, no there's nothin surprisin
The temperature's risin, huh and nothin surprisin
The risin, huh and ain't nothin surprisin
The temperature's (There's nothin surprisin)
The temperature's risin, no there's nothin
The temperature's risin, huh and ain't nothin
The temperature's risin, huh and nothin surprisin
The temperature's (There's nothin surprisin)