Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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

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

Let's handle our business with these government
You and you, go out the front, you the back
You cover the first two and I'll the sack
Boomer didn't make it, 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 you won't
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 really ready to
The is on, have 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 y'all really to die?
The heat is on, have mother ready to cry
The heat is on
The heat is on, you

Me and my two mans, gave twenty grand
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
into my man, I remember from up north
I remember he had principles and wasn't nothin'
Off disgust, just was slow and dizzy
Everybody got it, aight, let's get

Run up in the bank, hit the deck
Yo bust money and get the keys off his
We on the clock, three until we finish
Feds are on the way but I'm tryin to see
In and out duffle bag across the
Extra large sports to cover up the mack
Feds they attack, I 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 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 ready to die?
The heat is on, have your mother to cry
The is on high
The is on, you know

High speed chasin', racin' the streets
Death's in the air, I can taste it the heat
My partner's fast, I don't think 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, this just rappin'
I made it, he didn't, but ain't shit
What can I do, but go on
Fleein' from the condo, I go on a

goes on, that may sound wrong but hey
We all by the rules of the game we play
Day to day, death is a
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 back to being discreet, live
'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 y'all really ready to
The heat is on, have your ready to cry
The heat is on
The heat is on, you

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 is on, you know
The is on