Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

If beef cock it and dump it
The drama means nothing to me
I'll ride by and blow ya out
no time to cock it, no way you can stop it
When niggas run up on you with thangs out
I do what I gotta do, I care I if get caught
The DA can play this tape in court
kill you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie, I ain't
Catch you slipping I'mma you
I playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I ain't 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 time is the killing season
It's hot out this that's a good enough reason
I've gangstas get religious when they start bleeding
"Lord, Jesus help me" cause they ass leaking
When they window down and that A.K. come out
You can ya little handgun until you run out
And you can run for ya
But them gun shells gone tear ya back up
God's on ya Shit, I'm aight with that
Cause we gon' them clips and come right back
It's a fact, homie, you go me ya fucked
I get the drop, if you can duck ya luckier then Luck
Look, nigga, don't think you cause you moved out the hood
Cause ya mama around, dawg, and that ain't good
If you was smart be shook of me
Cause I'd get of looking for ya, spray ya mama crib
And let ya ass for me

If beef cock it and dump it
The drama really nothing to me
I'll 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 what I gotta do, I don't I if get caught
The DA can play this tape in court
I'll you
I ain't playing, what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing
Catch you I'mma kill you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, I ain't playing

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

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

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 on blessing me
Fin'nin to run rap cause Dr. Dre got the