Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

The heat is on, are really ready 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 heat is on, you

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

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

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

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

Me and my two mans, money twenty grand
For a scam, they get the condo in the sand
And chances of gettin' caught, slim, to none
But now we like deep, need that extra gun
Bump into my man, I remember up north
I remember he had and wasn't nothin' soft
Off with disgust, just was and dizzy
Everybody got it, aight, let's get

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
are on the way but I'm tryin to see spinach
In and out duffle bag across the
Extra large sports to cover up the mack
they 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 is on, are y'all really ready to die?
The heat is on, your mother ready to cry
The is on high
The is on, you know

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

High chasin', racin' through the streets
Death's in the air, I can taste it through the
My partner's goin' fast, I don't he's gonna last
And if he don't, I'm a hit his with his half
But that's the of nigga I am, this ain't just rappin'
I it, he didn't, but ain't 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 of the game we play
Day to day, is a possibility
The way I is a fist 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 discreet, live long
'Til one day, either me or the heat is gone,

The heat is on, are y'all really ready to
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 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