Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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

The heat is on, my next move
Do I stick the score 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 the back
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 the loss but enjoy the profit
The game is the same and nothin' stop it
times you make it, one time you won't
All a nigga could really do is have a under the coat, c'mon

The heat is on, are really ready 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

The is on, are y'all really ready to fly?
The heat is on, are y'all really ready to
The heat is on, have your 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 extra gun
Bump into my man, I from up north
I he had principles and wasn't nothin' soft
Off with disgust, just was and dizzy
Everybody got it, aight, get busy

Run up in the bank, hit the deck
Yo bust money and get the off his neck
We on the clock, three mintues until we
Feds are on the way but I'm tryin to see
In and out duffle bag the back
Extra large sports coat to up the mack
Feds they attack, I spit lead out, niggaz 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, your mother ready to cry
The is on high
The heat is on, you

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

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

Life goes on, that may sound but hey
We all live by the of the game we play
Day to day, death is a
The way I play is a stops you from killin' me
too hot to be in the heat 'cuz it's on
Too hot to be in the streets, so I'm
Go back to being discreet, live
'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 mother ready to cry
The heat is on
The is on, you know

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