50 Cent - Heat

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  • 文件名称Heat
  • 表演者 50 Cent    
  • 音乐分类欧美
  • 文件格式FLAC
  • 文件大小90.01 MB
  • 文件参数24bit-96Khz
  • 50 Cent - Heat - 歌词大意

    Aye you want some of this ************t"
    "Naw, I don't want that ************t"
    "I don't give a ******, I don't play dat ************t"
    "And I'm fin'nin to buss a cap in a ******"
    "Man SHUT the ****** up"
    "Whoa slow down, slow down, slow down"
    "You see that brick house right there"
    "That's the ****** crib when he come out you gotta tighten his ass up"
    "I'm get in the other car"
    "Aight"
    Heat
    50 Cnet]

    If there's beef, ****** it and dump it, the drama really means nothin
    To me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (brains out)
    There's no time to ****** it, no way you can stop it
    When ******s run up on you wit them thangs out (thangs out)
    I do what I gotta do I don't care I if get caught
    The DA can play this mother****** tape in court
    I'll kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin, homie I ain't playin
    Catch you slippin, I'ma kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin,
    homie I ain't playin
    Keep thinkin I'm candy till ya ****** skull get popped
    And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-da-box
    In the hood summer time is the killing season
    It's hot out this ************ that's a good 'nuff reason
    I've seen gangsta's get religious when they start bleedin
    Sayin "Lord, Jesus Help Me" cause they ass leakin
    When they window roll down and that A.K. come out
    You can squeeze ya lil handgun until you run out
    And you can run for ya back-up
    But them machine gun shells gone tear ya back up
    God's on ya side, ************t I'm aight wit that
    We reload them clips and come right back
    It's a fact homie, you go against me ya ******
    I get the drop, if you can duck, ya luckier then Lady Luck
    Look ******, don't think you safe cause you moved out the hood
    Cuz ya momma still around dog, and daddy ain't good
    If you was smart you'd be shook of me
    Cuz I'd get tired of lookin for ya, spray ya momma crib, and let ya ass look]for me
    If there's beef, ****** it and dump it, the drama really means nothin
    To me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (brains out)
    There's no time to ****** it, no way you can stop it
    When ******s run up on you wit them thangs out (thangs out)
    I do what I gotta do I don't care I if get caught
    The DA can play this mother****** tape in court
    I'll kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin, homie I ain't playin
    Catch you slippin, I'ma kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin,
    homie I ain't playin
    My heart bleeds for you ******, I can't wait to get to you
    Behind that twinkle in ya eyes, I can see the ************ in you
    ****** you know the streets talk
    So they'll be no white flags and no peace talks
    I got my back against the wind, I'm down to ride till the sun burn out
    If I die today, I'm happy how my life turned out
    See the shootouts that I've been in I'm by myself
    Locked up I was in a box by myself
    I done made myself a millionaire by myself
    Now, ************t changed mother****** I can hire some help
    I done heard about the 50 grand you put in the hood
    But ya shooter fin'nin to get get shot it won't do 'em no good
    With a pistol I define the definition of pain
    If you survive ya bones'll still ****** hurt when it rain
    Oh you a pro at playin battle************p well this ain't the same
    Lil homie this is a whole different type of war game
    See the losers and up in shackles of mother****** chains
    Or laid out in the streets leakin out they brains
    If there's beef, ****** it and dump it, the drama really means nothin
    To me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (brains out)
    There's no time to ****** it, no way you can stop it
    When ******s run up on you wit them thangs out (thangs out)
    I do what I gotta do I don't care I if get caught
    The DA can play this mother****** tape in court
    I'll kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin, homie I ain't playin
    Catch you slippin, I'ma kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin,
    homie I ain't playin
    After the fist fights it's gunfire boy you get the best of me (best of me)
    If you don't wanna get shot I suggest you don't go testin me (testin me)
    All the wrong I've done the Lord still keep on blessin me (blessin me)
    Fin'nin to run rap cuz Dr. Dre got the recipe (the recipe, recipe)
    Yeah, uh ha, aye Dre
    You got me feelin real bulletproof up in this mother******
    Cuz my windows on my mother****** Benz is bulletproof ******
    Cuz my mother****** vest is bulletproof ******
    Cuz my mother****** hat is bulletproof ******
    But the Doc said if I get hit I might get a ****** concussion
    Better that then a hole in the head right ******, heh heh ha ha