Portal LRC

Heat

"Aye you want some of this shit"

"Naw, I don't want that shit"

"I don't give a fuck, I don't play dat shit"

"And I'm fin'nin to buss a cap in a nigga"

"Man SHUT the fuck up"

"Whoa slow down, slow down, slow down"

"You see that brick house right there"

"That's the nigga crib when he come out you gotta tighten his ass up"

"I'ma get in the other car"

"Aight"

If there's beef, cock 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 cock it, no way you can stop it

When niggas 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 motherfuckin 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 fuckin 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 bitch 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, shit I'm aight wit that

We reload them clips and come right back

It's a fact homie, you go against me ya fucked

I get the drop, if you can duck, ya luckier then Lady Luck

Look nigga, 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, cock 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 cock it, no way you can stop it

When niggas 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 motherfuckin 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

My heart bleeds for you nigga, I can't wait to get to you

Behind that twinkle in ya eyes, I can see the bitch in you

Nigga 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, shit changed motherfucker 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 fuckin hurt when it rain

Oh you a pro at playin battleship 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 motherfuckin chains

Or laid out in the streets leakin out they brains

If there's beef, cock 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 cock it, no way you can stop it

When niggas 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 motherfuckin 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

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 motherfucker

Cuz my windows on my motherfuckin Benz is bulletproof nigga

Cuz my motherfuckin vest is bulletproof nigga

Cuz my motherfuckin hat is bulletproof nigga

But the Doc said if I get hit I might get a fuckin concussion

Better that then a hole in the head right nigga, heh heh ha ha