Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

If there's beef it and dump it
The drama means nothing 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 with thangs 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, 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

Keep thinking I'm candy ya fucking skull get popped
And ya brain out the top like Jack-in-the-box
In the summer time is the killing season
hot out this bitch that's a good enough reason
I've seen gangstas get religious when they bleeding
Saying "Lord, Jesus help me" they ass leaking
they window roll down and that A.K. come out
You can squeeze ya handgun until you run out
And you can run for ya
But them machine gun gone tear ya back up
on ya side? Shit, I'm aight with that
Cause we gon' reload them clips and 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, think you safe cause you moved out the hood
Cause ya mama still around, dawg, and 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 cock it and dump it
The really means nothing to me
ride by and blow ya brains out
There's no time to it, no way you can stop it
When niggas run up on you with them out
I do what I do, I don't care I if get caught
The DA can this motherfucking 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, hear 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 be no white 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 life out
See the shootouts that I've in I'm by myself
up I was in a box by myself
I done made myself a millionaire by
Now shit changed, motherfucker, I can hire some
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 define the of pain
If you survive ya bones'll still fucking hurt it rain
Oh, you a pro at playing battleship? Well, this 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 leaking out brains

If there's cock it and dump it
The really means nothing to me
I'll 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
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, I ain't playing

After the fist it's 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 done the Lord still keep on blessing me
Fin'nin to run rap Dr. Dre got the recipe