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