Heat

50 Cent


Complexity: 67 Readability: 78.65   Sentiment: 3   Word Count: 690   Unique Words: 293
Original Lyrics Munged Lyrics
[Skit]
"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, sl
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[bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons]
[ Skit ]
" Eye yew want sum of this shit "
" Naw, Aye don't want that shit "
" Aye don't give a fuck, Aye don't play dat shit "
" And I'm fin'nin two buss a cap inn a nigga "
" Man SHUT the fuck up "
" Woe sloe down, sloe down, sloe down "
" Yew sea that brick house wright their "
" That's the nigga crib when he come out yew gotta tighten his ass up "
" I'ma get inn the other car "
" Aight " [ a car revs up ]
[ gunshots ]

[ Chorus : 50 Sent ]
If there's beef, cock it and dump it, the drama really means nothin
Two mi Aisle ride buy and blow ya brains out (brains out)
There's know thyme two cock it, know whey yew can stop it
When niggas run up on yew whit them thangs out (thangs out)
Aye do watt Aye gotta do Aye don't care Aye if get court
The DA can play this motherfuckin tape inn caught
Aisle kill yew - Aye ain't playin, here watt I'm sayin, homie Aye ain't playin
Catch yew slippin, I'ma kill yew - Aye ain't playin, here watt I'm sayin,
homie Aye ain't playin

[ 50 Sent ]
Keep thinkin I'm candy till ya fuckin scull get popped
And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-da-box
Inn the hood summer thyme is the killing season
Its hot out this bitch that's a good ' nuff reason
I've scene gangsta's get religious when they start bleedin
Sayin " Lord, Jesus Help Mi " cause they ass leakin
When they window role down and that A . K . come out
Yew can squeeze ya lil handgun until yew run out
And yew can run four ya back-up
Butt them machine gun shells gone tier ya back up
God's on ya sighed, shit I'm aight whit that
Wee reload them clips and come wright back
Its a fact homie, yew go against mi ya fucked
Aye get the drop, if yew can duck, ya luckier then Lady Luck
Look nigga, don't think yew safe cause yew moved out the hood
Cuz ya momma still around dog, and daddy ain't good
If yew was smart you'd bee shook of mi
Cuz I'd get tired of lookin four ya, spray ya momma crib, and let ya ass look
four mi

[ Chorus ]

[ 50 Sent ]
My hart bleeds four yew nigga, Aye can't weight two get two yew
Behind that twinkle inn ya eyes, Aye can sea the bitch inn yew
Nigga yew no the streets torque
Sow they'll bee know wight flags and know piece talks
Aye got my back against the wind, I'm down two ride till the son burn out
If Aye dye today, I'm happy how my life turned out
Sea the shootouts that I've bean inn I'm buy myself
Locked up Aye was inn a box buy myself
Aye dun maid myself a millionaire buy myself
Now, shit changed motherfucker Aye can higher sum help
Aye dun herd about the 50 grand yew put inn the hood
Butt ya shooter fin'nin two get get shot it won't do ' em know good
With a pistol Aye define the definition of pane
If yew survive ya bones'll still fuckin hurt when it reign
Owe yew a pro at playin battleship well this ain't the same
Lil homie this is a whole different type of wore game
Sea the losers and up inn shackles of motherfuckin chains
Oar lade out inn the streets leakin out they brains

[ Chorus ]

[ 50 Sent ]
After the fist fights its gunfire buoy yew get the best of mi (best of mi)
If yew don't wanna get shot Aye suggest yew don't go testin mi (testin mi)
Awl the wrong I've dun the Lord still keep on blessin mi (blessin mi)
Fin'nin two run wrap cuz Dr . Dre got the recipe (the recipe, recipe)

Yeah, uh ha, eye Dre
Yew got mi feelin reel bulletproof up inn 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
Butt the Doc said if Aye get hit Aye mite get a fuckin concussion
Better that then a hole inn the head wright nigga, heh heh ha ha