Luyện nghe bài hát Tha Heat

Fuck with me, you what it is

I your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater, heater burner bruise is on my hip this
I your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I, I a motherfucker would trip this year

I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm,
The heater, burner bruise is on my hip this year
I shoot arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I, I wish a motherfucker trip this year, come on

Dressed in all black and my gun the color
Murder my enemy, love thy
And I ain't never gave a shit about a
Hit him up and watch the guts up out a younga stomach yo

You niggaz, better take side with money, Cash Money
You'll get left in your ride, dummy
Oh, I'll be around when the times get
When the wheels fall off and the stop running

The magazine and the nine stop busting
I my fist till my palms get bloody
Yeah, yeah, 'cuz I'm a man
I'm a find you in my AP on jam

I'm a rider, you take it out of me, man
I be wilding, you can wait by my for me, fam
I will fire and drop a hater rite he stands
I'm a die with the blazer rite in hands

I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm,
The heater, heater burner bruise is on my hip year
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm,
I, I wish a motherfucker would trip this

I your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater, heater burner bruise is on my hip this
I your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I, I wish a motherfucker trip this year, come on

Twenty-two's, thirty-eight's, forty-four's,
Tucked in my thirty-eight, mack on my I am
So ready for that awaits me
Run up in your place while sleepin', await the

Calicoes, AK's,
Got ya misplacin' your arms and losin' your
I am names, so who wanna leave
Out this bitch with your and your dew on your sleeve?

I got the with the names of the crew on they T's
And I might a funeral sweep, I ain't bullshitin'
AR, hit ya truck, got ya hood
by the engine, head by the transmission

Yeah and I be right where I am
Me and my pistol
Me and my
In world alone, so bring it on
And I'm a have to sing you song, nigga

I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm,
The heater, heater burner bruise is on my hip this
I your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I, I a motherfucker would trip this year

I your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater, burner bruise is on my hip this year
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm,
I, I wish a motherfucker trip this year, come on

I got the scope on the tool, I can see you do
With a little red dot peek-a-boo
Ooh, shhh, the silence speak to you
Hit you from across the street you tying ya shoe

Like bang, bang, say breathe, nigga,
I stand ova the body the boy in his tee
Say bang, bang, say breathe, deep
I stand ova the body the boy in his chest, clear

Now the boy is a mess and the block in fear ya boy up and left
Life is short enjoy what left
you run into a nigga like me and meet death
In less than three I'll pull a three-eighty

Three feet from my
Three inches from face
Make no mistake, Weezy, neva
I'll pop till your separate like eew

I shoot arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater, burner bruise is on my hip this year
I your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I, I wish a would trip this year

I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm,
The heater, heater burner is on my hip this year
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm,
I, I wish a motherfucker trip this year, come on

Up, down, front,
to side
You hit a nigga that
He die

Up, down, front,
Side to
You hit a nigga like
He die

Up, down, front,
to side
You hit a nigga like
He die

Up, down, front,
Side to
You hit a nigga that
He die