Tommy Coster - Heat lyrics

[Intro Skit] Man 1 : Aye, you want some of this sh**? Man 2 : Naw, I don't want that sh** Man 1 : I don't give a f**. I don't play that sh**, and I'm finna' buss a cap in a n***a Man 2 : Man, shut the f** up! Whoa! Slow down, slow down, slow down! You see that brick house right there? That's the n***a's crib. When he come out you gotta tighten his a** up. Imma get in the other car. Aight Car revs up Gunshots [Hook] If there's beef co*k it and dump it The drama really means nothing to me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out There's no time to co*k it, no way you can stop it When n***as run up on you with them thangs out I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught The DA can play this motherf**ing tape in court I'll k** you I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing Catch you slipping I'mma k** you I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I ain't playing [Verse 1] Keep thinking I'm candy 'till ya f**ing skull get popped And ya brain hop out the top like Jack-in-the-box In the hood summer time is the k**ing season It's hot out this b**h that's a good enough reason I've seen gangstas get religious when they start bleeding Saying "Lord, Jesus help me" cause they a** leaking When they window roll down and that A.K. come out You can squeeze ya little handgun until you run out And you can run for ya backup But them machine gun shells gone tear ya back up God's on ya side? sh**, I'm aight with that Cause we gon' reload them clips and come right back It's a fact, homie, you go against me ya f**ed I get the drop, if you can duck ya luckier than Lady Luck Look, n***a, don't think you safe cause you moved out the hood Cause ya mama still around, dawg, and that ain't good If you was smart you'd be shook of me Cause I get tired of looking for ya, spray ya mama crib and let yo a** look for me [Hook] If there's beef co*k it and dump it The drama really means nothing to me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out There's no time to co*k it, no way you can stop it When n***as run up on you with them thangs out I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught The DA can play this motherf**ing tape in court I'll k** you I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing Catch you slipping I'mma k** you I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I ain't playing [Verse 2] My heart bleeds for you, n***a, I can't wait to get to you Behind that twinkle in ya eyes I can see the b**h in you n***a, 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 sh** changed, motherf**er, I can hire some help I done heard about the 50 grand you put in the hood But ya shooter fin'nin to get shot, it won't do him no good With a pistol I define the definition of pain If you survive ya bones'll still f**ing hurt when it rain Oh, you a pro at playing battleship? Well, this ain't the same Little homie this is a whole different type of war game See the losers end up in shackles and motherf**ing chains Or laid out in the streets leaking out they brains [Hook] If there's beef co*k it and dump it The drama really means nothing to me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out There's no time to co*k it, no way you can stop it When n***as run up on you with them thangs out I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught The DA can play this motherf**ing tape in court I'll k** you I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie, I ain't playing Catch you slipping I'mma k** you I ain't playing, hear what I'm saying, homie I ain't playing [Bridge] After the fist fights it's gunfire, boy, you get the best of me If you don't wanna get shot I suggest you don't go testing me All the wrong I've done the Lord still keep on blessing me Fin'nin to run rap cause Dr. Dre got the recipe [Outro] Yeah, uh ha, aye Dre You got me feeling real bulletproof up in this motherf**er Cause my windows on my motherf**ing Benz is bulletproof, n***a Cause my motherf**ing vest is bulletproof, n***a Cause my motherf**in hat is bulletproof, n***a But the Doc said if I get hit I might get a f**ing concussion Better that then a hole in the head right, n***a?