Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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

Keep thinking I'm candy ya fucking skull get popped
And ya brain jump out the top Jack-in-the-box
In the hood summer is the killing season
It's hot out this bitch that's a enough reason
I've seen gangstas get religious they start bleeding
Saying "Lord, Jesus help me" cause ass leaking
When they window roll down and 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 side? Shit, I'm aight that
Cause we gon' reload them clips and 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 think you safe cause you out the hood
Cause ya mama still around, dawg, and that ain't
If you was smart be shook of me
Cause I'd get tired of looking for ya, spray ya crib
And let ya ass for me

If beef cock it and dump it
The really means nothing to me
ride by and blow ya brains out
There's no time to cock it, no way you can it
When niggas run up on you with thangs out
I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get
The DA can play this tape in court
I'll you
I ain't playing, hear I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing
you slipping I'mma kill you
I ain't playing, what I'm saying, homie 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 flags 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 happy how my turned out
See the shootouts that I've been in I'm by
Locked up I was in a box by
I made myself a millionaire by myself
Now changed, motherfucker, I can hire 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
With a pistol I define the definition of
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 is a whole different type of war game
See the losers end up in and motherfucking chains
Or out in the streets leaking out they brains

If there's beef cock it and 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 them thangs out
I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get
The DA can play motherfucking tape in court
kill you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie, I ain't
Catch you I'mma kill you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I ain't

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