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Paroles de la chanson Heat par BabyChiefDoit

Uh, brrt, brrt, yeah (CashMoneyAP, brrt, brrt)
Uh, uh, bitch, better learn how to (Blow your heat, dumbass)
Uh, bitch, better learn how to blow your heat (Blow your heat, dumbass)
Bitch better learn how to blow your heat (Brrt, brrt)
Uh, big BabyChiefDoit, man, slatt (On bro, what up?)

I say
If I say we killin' you, nigga, we killin' you, ain't no droppin' the beef (Bitch, bitch)
One nigga die, we keep shit pushin', it is what is is, no peace in the street (Bitch, bitch)
They say, "Chief, drop a lil' more," I would, but a nigga ain't got no beats (Baow, baow, baow)

You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat (Bitch)
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat (Grraow)
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat (Bitch, grraow)
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat (Bitch)
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat (Grraow)
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat (Grraow, grraow)
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat (Bitch)

Uh, how many times do I gotta prove that I'm not a regular nigga?
Tap that bitch once, hit you twice, you ain't never got hit with a binary trigger (Grraow, baow, baow, baow)

That nigga tall and could punch me through the wall, I bet that Draco bigger
Your ho cannot stop tryna touch my balls, somebody please come get her
YOLO, my life precious, that's why I cannot play games with niggas (Ah, ah, ah)
Solo, just me, Doggy, and lil' Mari, I don't hang with niggas
Cut off the lil' nigga fingers, we can't trust him, might put the blame on a nigga
I hate a manly lady, I tried to say, "What's up?" And she banged on a nigga (Bitch-ass bitch, ah)

I say
If I say we killin' you, nigga, we killin' you, ain't no droppin' the beef (Bitch, bitch)
One nigga die, we keep shit pushin', it is what is is, no peace in the street

They say, "Chief, drop a lil' more," I would, but a nigga ain't got no beats
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat
Bitch, better learn how to blow your heat (Bitch)
You got a gun for nothin', still gon' die, better learn how to blow your heat (Grraow, grraow, okay)

Last time I toted a regular clip, that bitch fell down my jeans
If my gun by my ankle, how in the fuck I'ma clap my heat? (Grraow, grraow)

You in a SRT, better drive that bitch right before we knock the J off a jeep (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I don't wanna see know how, only ridin' in blacks, I'm tired of gettin' in speeds
Bitch my name B-A-B-Y-C-H-E-F-D-O-I-T
I ain't forget the I, the I is silent 'cause I'm that nigga indeed (Slatt, baow, baow)
Cuz like hittin' shit up all day, that lil' nigga got him a need for speed (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You givin' the opps a pass, the fuck you mean? Them lil' boys need to bleed (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ah, slatt)

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