Luyện nghe bài hát Temperature's Rising

Word up, son, I they got you on the run
For a - now it's time to stash the guns
They probably got the phones so I won't speak long
Gimme a hot second, and put you on
It's all up somebody snitchin on the crew
And word is on the street is got pictures of you
Homicide came to the crib night, six deep
Askin' on your and where d'you sleep
They said they just wanna question you, but me and you
That once they catch you, all they do is just you
Then arraign you, hang you, I don't so
It's a good thing you for now just stay low
Once in a blue I to see how you're doin
I know you need loot, so I send it through Western
They knock down the door
In the of the night, sometimes around four
Hopin to who they lookin for but they won't succeed
All they gonna find is mad empty bags of
But word son, you got the projects hotter than
Harder for brothers, to get they thug on but oh
Son know too much, even the hoodrat chicks
Oh you heard who did what, no I know who did shit!
So stop askin, I know I'm not goin crazy
From windows, I see lights and maybe
Somebody's takin' pictures - you know who be
lovers, and neighborhood snitches
They put up your so everybody's pointin fingers
And lyin, aiyyo son, the temp is

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What up Hold your head wherever you at
On the flow from the with wings on your back
That snitch nigga - gave police location
We'll chop his body up in six degrees of
Killer listen, shit ain't the same you at home
Phony niggas walk around to be your clone
They fear you, when you was at home they was pale
That's why they see you either dead or in jail
By the time you hear rhyme you'll probably be locked up
Tried to hide somewhere along the your plans slipped up
Got caught up in a crime you can't take back
Reminisce on how I to pick you up in the Ac
Years ago when we was younger seemed the hood took us under deep
who snitched it got me losin lots of sleep
At night, you my mouth is tight
I sang to the cops cause that shit ain't right
Sometimes I stroll past the scene of the and backtrack
- why the situation go down like dat?
It'll be a time before the heat dies down
And a - couple of years 'fore we see you
Butt 'til then maintain and keep your story the
The cops is grabbin wrong niggas, lookin for someone to
They harrassin, to find the truth
a chance ya case'll get thrown out, cause they ain't got no proof
To say you're guilty, your filthy
- me the gun, I'll tie it to a brick and throw it in the river
Make sure it sinks to the
police, snuck you out the projects, we got 'em
But still, but still, but

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