Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

Yeah, one two
Yeah, where my nigga Jay
ya at? (Yeah!)
(Oh, you say you got guns, bring that shit) what?
(You say you got ones, then that shit
you need a lot more ones and guns for this) what?
(To get my man see we bout to some) hot shit!
Yeah, one two
Bout to that, hot shit!
Huh, whoo! Yeah,
it down nigga, hot shit!
Yeah, (oh)

Messenger in the Metropolis; here and +Now+
Niggas the ledge, so they don't come near the style
I appear in on some heaven to earth shit
Fake niggas the deeper the verse gets
Deep as a skinny girl's cunt, I with the purpose
To let y'all know the demo
is a instrument that's monumental
You couldn't fuck with the if you was a nympho
Raised in the of Chi, taught to look into the eye
I identify with and weaves, and niggas making moves
That bob and weave, and niggas jobs on the side sell weed
I feed off the hunger that a bum or abandoned gets
Freaky, like Marv Albert, in outfits, by Chaka
I how I got God but don't got religion
Got a clip for these on the net, selling my shit
Let's say you Ramone and I'm Spit
In a habitat of and battle raps
And people travel at the speed of need
Never agree the ways of the world
say anything, like they say to they girl
How you bringing it when you sit style?
Niggas know me as Com it's time hear me go
hot shit, yeah,
Hot shit, yeah, one two,
Came to it boy

(You say you got guns, then that shit
You say you got ones, then bring that
Cause you a lot more ones and guns for this) what?
(To get my man see we to spit some) hot shit
No doubt, hot shit!

Old men see visions young men dream
I the planet, recognize, I'm the C.R.E.A.M.
Com Rules and everything is
How yo' man pulling yo' weight, he carrying his
Scary the biz is like "The Blair Project"
Experiment in rooms on bare bitch project
senators, life twirls, most sell out
Like a with a white girl
You want me to with you and the Gods?
I just did a show, I'm these broads
Everyone I trying to fuck
Want to feel female presence and a touch
You'll get split like a date that's dutch scuffed and up
up for trying to say what, ever you was about to say
You rap like a nigga that's about to
Get a mouth shot, for opening your to say
Feel my heat in the night, it you without the day
What I write is a passage for niggas to through
Before defeating me, Joe, you better you
I tap into my own zone like it's my home
Turn the off and let my dome roam
Shame I gotta do labels to keep my life stable
I write bringing niggas to life
A wise man came in the thick of the
He said bring that shit you pick up the mic
I said, "What shit?"
He said hot shit, hot shit, hot