Lyrics:
Y'all don't want, beef
No y'all don't want, that
Get caught up in these streets
Get shot up by them heats
y'all don't want, beef
No y'all don't
of thrones
Chea I got the win locked nigga wit cheat codes
Chopping down logs to create heat
By logs I mean bars
By bars I mean beats
By heat I mean fire
Burn
[ VERSE 1 ]
One by one goes the bullets in the clip
Put it in yo gat, one in the chamber, now you're ready to start shit
Heat comin from the barrel
a golden kind of lady
She really brings the heat
She really brings the heat
And sometimes she calls me baby
And it's fine by me
And it's fine by me
Get up up
Powder mixed with water drops
To make a delicious paste
Nothing in space must go to waste
Surrounded by gamma rays
But I prefer microwaves
Heat is
Mama told me: keep playing with fire
And that shit will burn ya,
But fire was like my Mr Miyagi,
Thought me how to handle the heat,
Now got thick
listen to me
I know all the ins and outs of this industry
Ans he gave it to me by the hand
And he does what he likes caus he can
They don't teach you this
To rave during the heat death of the universe
To save memories, flesh ecstasy, yes that's what you deserve
To rave during the heat death
(Ludacris) Verse 1
I just touched down in killa Cali,
Strapped up my boots,
Got scooped up by Game,
So I hopped up in the coupe,
Gaah, What up
and your spell
Wanna wrap you up, put you in a bow like an arrow
Grab you by the (meow), hope it's not a problem, in fact
About the only thing I agree
feel that fire that burn in your soul
Or has it blown by the wind (Blown by the wind and gone)
Taken away from you
Blown by the wind (Blown by the wind
isn't surprising
You certain can....can
I started this heat wave
By
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
In such a way that
The customers say that
I
Intro:
*car drives past*
Uh yeah yeah
*gunshots*
got you dog
uh...grrrrrrrrr
uh..arf arf arf..
Chorus:
The heat is on
are yall really ready to fly
Tired of the pain in these motherfucking streets
Bout to go insane in these motherfucking streets
Messing up the aim with the motherfucking heat
a fraction
Like no chapstick Ima keep the flow crackin
Holy Ghost heat keep the oil by the mattress
This is real life got little time to be acting
Hello hello
Even though I know I've been burned by you before
You've got that thing keeps me comin back for more
Late at night I can taste you in my dreams
Even though I know I've been burned by you before
You've got that thing keeps me comin back for more
Late at night I can taste you in my dreams
by killers
Who told me to pull the triggas
Don't matter who it is:
Shank, spade, cracker, n*gga
'Cause the streets respect the heat
And killer
Inteo:
Stand up,
cnd make some noise.
For your,
Miamiiii Heeeeat!
(Miami Heat Pc cnnouncer)
Bridge:
Party people!
Yeah-yeah! ("Miami
Another Jrue Production
Bring that heat
Jrue
Let's go
I got a call from the homies saying there's a party tonight
It starts at seven but I ain't
Yea
Don't get me started with the heat
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Don't get me started with the heat
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Don't get me started with
the summertime heat
Til the oxygen peaks (in the summer heat, summer, summer, summer heat)
In the summertime heat
People down by the water
Arms are open wide
the streets
Everyone complaining they can't stand her heat and I agree
Blinded by the light, her illumination can be seen like lasers in smoke screens
Between
well
More heat needed melt your face white devils on the wire
More heat needed by your grace
Where there's smoke there's fire
I made it
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