Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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 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 care I if get
The DA can play this tape in court
kill 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

Keep I'm candy 'till ya fucking skull get popped
And ya brain jump out the top Jack-in-the-box
In the hood summer is the killing season
hot out this bitch that's a good enough reason
I've seen gangstas get religious when start bleeding
Saying "Lord, Jesus me" cause they ass leaking
When they window roll and that A.K. come out
You can squeeze ya little handgun you run out
And you can run for ya
But them machine gun shells gone ya back up
God's on ya side? Shit, I'm aight with
Cause we gon' reload them clips and come right
It's a fact, homie, you go against me ya
I get the drop, if you can duck ya luckier then Lady
Look, nigga, don't think you safe cause you moved out the
Cause ya still 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 beef cock it and dump it
The really means nothing to me
I'll ride by and 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 I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught
The DA can play motherfucking tape in court
I'll you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie, I ain't
Catch you slipping kill you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I playing

My heart bleeds for you, nigga, I 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 against the wind, I'm down to ride 'till the sun burn out
If I die I'm happy how my life turned 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 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 I define the definition of pain
If you survive ya bones'll still hurt when it rain
Oh, you a pro at playing battleship? Well, ain't the same
Little homie this is a whole different of war game
See the losers end up in shackles and motherfucking
Or laid out in the streets out they brains

If there's cock it and dump it
The drama really 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 them out
I do what I do, I don't care 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 slipping I'mma you
I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I ain't

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 I've done the Lord still keep on me
Fin'nin to run rap Dr. Dre got the recipe