Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

If there's beef cock it and it
The really means nothing to me
I'll ride by and blow ya out
There's no to cock it, no way you can stop it
When niggas run up on you them thangs out
I do what I do, I don't care I if get caught
The DA can play motherfucking tape in court
kill you
I ain't playing, what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing
Catch you slipping I'mma you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I playing

Keep thinking I'm 'till ya fucking skull get popped
And ya jump out the top like Jack-in-the-box
In the hood summer time is the season
hot out this bitch that's a good enough reason
I've seen get religious when they start bleeding
Saying "Lord, Jesus help me" they ass leaking
they window roll down and that A.K. come out
You can ya little handgun until you run out
And you can run for ya
But machine gun shells gone tear ya back up
God's on ya Shit, I'm aight with that
Cause we gon' reload clips and come right back
It's a fact, homie, you go against me ya
I get the drop, if you can ya luckier then Lady Luck
Look, nigga, don't you safe cause you moved out the hood
Cause ya mama still around, dawg, and that ain't
If you was smart you'd be of me
Cause I'd get tired of looking for ya, ya mama crib
And let ya ass for me

If there's beef cock it and it
The drama really means to me
ride by and blow ya brains out
There's no time to it, no way you can stop it
When run up on you with them thangs out
I do I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfucking in court
kill you
I ain't playing, what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing
Catch you I'mma kill you
I ain't playing, what I'm saying, homie I ain't playing

My heart for you, nigga, I can't wait to get to you
Behind that twinkle in ya eyes I can see the in you
Nigga, you know the talk
So they'll be no white flags and no talks
I got my back against the wind, I'm down to 'till the sun burn out
If I die I'm happy how my life turned out
See the shootouts I've been in I'm by myself
up I was in a box by myself
I done made a millionaire by myself
Now shit changed, motherfucker, I can some help
I done about the 50 grand you put in the hood
But ya shooter fin'nin to get shot, it won't do him no
a pistol I define the definition of pain
If you survive ya bones'll still fucking when it rain
Oh, you a pro at playing Well, this ain't the same
Little homie this is a whole type of war game
See the losers end up in shackles and motherfucking
Or laid out in the streets leaking out they

If there's beef cock it and it
The drama means nothing to me
I'll by and blow ya brains out
There's no time to it, no way you can stop it
niggas run up on you with them thangs out
I do what I gotta do, I care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfucking in court
I'll you
I ain't playing, what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing
Catch you slipping I'mma you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I ain't

After the fist it's gunfire, boy, you get the best of me
If you don't wanna get shot I you don't go testing me
All the wrong I've done the Lord still keep on me
Fin'nin to run rap cause Dr. Dre got the