Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

If there's beef cock it and it
The drama really nothing to me
ride by and blow ya brains out
There's no time to cock it, no way you can it
When run up on you with them thangs out
I do what I gotta do, I don't I if get caught
The DA can play motherfucking tape in court
I'll you
I ain't playing, hear 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

Keep thinking I'm candy 'till ya fucking get popped
And ya brain out the top like Jack-in-the-box
In the hood summer is the killing season
It's hot out this bitch that's a good reason
I've gangstas get religious when they start bleeding
Saying "Lord, Jesus help me" cause they ass
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 them machine gun gone tear ya back up
God's on ya Shit, I'm aight with that
we gon' reload them clips and come right back
It's a fact, homie, you go against me ya
I get the drop, if you can duck ya luckier Lady Luck
Look, nigga, think you safe cause you moved out the hood
Cause ya mama around, dawg, and that ain't good
If you was smart you'd be of me
Cause I'd get of looking for ya, spray ya mama crib
And let ya ass for me

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

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

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

the fist fights it's gunfire, boy, you get the best of me
If you don't get shot I suggest you don't go testing me
All the wrong done the Lord still keep on blessing me
to run rap cause Dr. Dre got the recipe