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

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

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

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

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

Run up in the bank, hit the deck
Yo money and get the keys off his neck
We on the clock, mintues until we finish
are on the way but I'm tryin to see spinach
In and out duffle bag 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 is on, are y'all really ready to fly?
The heat is on, are really ready to die?
The heat is on, have mother ready to cry
The heat is on
The is on, you know

The heat is on, are 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

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

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

The heat is on, are y'all ready to fly?
The heat is on, are 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