Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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

Keep thinking I'm 'till ya fucking skull get popped
And ya brain out the top like Jack-in-the-box
In the hood summer time is the season
It's hot out this bitch that's a good enough
I've gangstas get religious when they start bleeding
Saying "Lord, Jesus 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 machine gun shells tear ya back up
God's on ya side? Shit, I'm aight that
Cause we gon' reload them clips and come right
a fact, homie, you go against me ya fucked
I get the drop, if you can duck ya luckier then Lady
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 you'd be of me
Cause I'd get tired of looking for ya, spray ya mama
And let ya ass for me

If there's cock it and dump it
The drama really means to me
I'll by and blow ya brains out
no time to cock it, no way you can stop it
When niggas run up on you them thangs out
I do what I gotta do, I care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfucking tape in
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 playing

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

If there's cock it and dump it
The drama really nothing to me
ride 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 care I if get caught
The DA can play motherfucking tape in court
kill you
I ain't playing, hear I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing
Catch you slipping kill you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I playing

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