Luyện nghe bài hát Tha Heat

Fuck me, you know what it is

I shoot arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater, burner bruise is on my hip this year
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm,
I, I wish a motherfucker would this year

I shoot arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater, heater bruise is on my hip this year
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm,
I, I wish a motherfucker would this year, come on

Dressed in all black and my gun the same
Murder my enemy, thy brotha
And I ain't never gave a about a motherfucker
Hit him up and watch the guts come up out a younga yo

You niggaz, better take side with young money, Cash
You'll get left in your ride, dummy
Oh, I'll be around when the times get
When the wheels fall off and the stop running

The magazine empty and the stop busting
I bang my fist till my get bloody
Yeah, yeah, 'cuz I'm a man
I'm a you in my AP nine on jam

I'm a rider, you can't it out of me, man
I be wilding, you can wait by my for me, fam
I will fire and drop a rite where he stands
I'm a die with the blazer rite in these

I your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater, heater bruise is on my hip this year
I shoot arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I, I wish a motherfucker would this year

I your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater, heater bruise is on my hip this year
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm,
I, I wish a motherfucker would trip this year, on

Twenty-two's, thirty-eight's, forty-four's,
in my thirty-eight, mack on my back I am
So ready for that awaits me
Run up in your while you're sleepin', await the

Calicoes, AK's,
Got ya misplacin' your arms and losin' your
I am takin' names, so who leave
Out this bitch with brains and your dew on your sleeve?

I got the hood the names of the crew on they T's
And I might make a funeral sweep, I ain't
AR, hit ya truck, got ya hood
Feet by the engine, head by the

Yeah and I be right I am mista
Me and my damn
Me and my
In world alone, so bring it on
And I'm a have to sing you song, nigga

I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm,
The heater, heater bruise is on my hip this year
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm,
I, I wish a motherfucker would this year

I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm,
The heater, heater bruise is on my hip this year
I shoot arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I, I wish a motherfucker would this year, come on

I got the scope on the tool, I can see you do
With a little red dot nigga
Ooh, shhh, the silence speak to you
Hit you from across the street while you ya shoe

bang, bang, say breathe, nigga, breath
I ova the body with the boy in his tee
Say bang, bang, say breathe, deep
I stand ova the with the boy in his chest, clear

Now the boy is a mess and the in fear 'cuz ya boy up and left
Life is short enjoy what left
Before you run into a like me and meet death
In less three seconds I'll pull a three-eighty

feet from my waist
Three inches your face
Make no mistake, Weezy, hesitate
pop till your shit separate like eew

I shoot arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater, heater bruise is on my hip this year
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm,
I, I a motherfucker would trip this year

I shoot arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater, heater bruise is on my hip this year
I shoot arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I, I wish a motherfucker would this year, come on

Up, down, front,
to side
You hit a like that
He die

Up, down, front,
Side to
You hit a nigga like
He die

Up, down, front,
Side to
You hit a nigga like
He die

Up, down, front,
Side to
You hit a nigga that
He die