Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

The heat is on, are y'all really to fly?
The heat is on, are y'all really to die?
The heat is on, have mother ready to cry
The heat is on
The is on, you know

The heat is on, what's my move
Do I with the score or get with the door
Feds got the in the back of the U haul
on the roof, chance of getting away, too small
Tell 'em like this look, it's gonna be a out
make it ou,t meet back at the new house, good luck
If I don't see you again,

Let's our business with these government police
You and you, go out the front, you take the
You cover the two and I'll take the sack
Boomer didn't make it, neither did
Now it's three niggaz four hundred grand
We all feel the loss but the profit
The is the same and nothin' gonna stop it
Most times you make it, one you won't
All a nigga could really do is have a under the coat, c'mon

The is on, are y'all really ready to fly?
The is on, are y'all really ready to die?
The heat is on, have your ready to cry
The heat is on
The heat is on, you

The heat is on, are y'all really to fly?
The is on, are y'all really ready to die?
The heat is on, your mother ready to cry
The is on high
The heat is on, you

Me and my two mans, gave money twenty
For a scam, they don't get the in the sand
And chances of gettin' caught, slim, to none
But now we like three deep, need that gun
Bump my man, I remember from up north
I remember he had principles and wasn't nothin'
Off with disgust, was slow and dizzy
got it, aight, let's get busy

Run up in the bank, bitch hit the
Yo bust money and get the off his neck
We on the clock, three until we finish
are on the way but I'm tryin to see spinach
In and out bag across the back
large sports coat to cover up the mack
Feds attack, I spit lead out, niggaz spread out
Run up on a civilian in his car, him get out

The heat is on, are y'all really to fly?
The heat is on, are really ready to die?
The heat is on, have your ready to cry
The heat is on
The is on, you know

The heat is on, are y'all really to fly?
The heat is on, are really ready to die?
The heat is on, have mother ready to cry
The is on high
The is on, you know

High speed chasin', racin' through the
in the air, I can taste it through the heat
My partner's goin' fast, I don't think he's last
And if he don't, I'm a hit his with his half
But that's the type of nigga I am, this just rappin'
I made it, he didn't, but shit happens
can I do, but go on livin'
Fleein' the condo, I go on a ribbon

Life goes on, may sound wrong but hey
We all live by the rules of the game we
Day to day, is a possibility
The way I play is a fist stops you from me
It's too hot to be in the heat 'cuz on
Too hot to be in the streets, so I'm
Go to being discreet, live long
'Til one day, either me or the heat is gone,

The heat is on, are really ready to fly?
The heat is on, are y'all really to die?
The heat is on, have your ready to cry
The is on high
The is on, you know

The heat is on, are really ready to fly?
The heat is on, are y'all really ready to
The heat is on, have mother ready to cry
The heat is on
The heat is on, you
The is on