Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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

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

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

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

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

Me and my two mans, money twenty grand
For a scam, they get the condo in the sand
And of gettin' caught, slim, next to none
But now we like three deep, that extra gun
Bump into my man, I remember up north
I remember he had principles and nothin' soft
Off with disgust, just was slow and
got it, aight, let's get busy

Run up in the bank, hit the deck
Yo bust and get the keys off his neck
We on the clock, three mintues until we
Feds are on the way but I'm to see spinach
In and out duffle bag the back
Extra large sports to cover up the mack
Feds they attack, I spit lead out, spread out
Run up on a in his car, made him get out

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 mother to cry
The is on high
The heat is on, you

The heat is on, are y'all really 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 is on, you know

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

Life on, that may sound wrong but hey
We all live by the rules of the we play
Day to day, death is a
The way I is a fist stops you from killin' 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 y'all really to fly?
The heat is on, are y'all really to die?
The is on, have your mother ready to cry
The is on high
The heat is on, you

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