Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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 is on high
The is on, you know

The heat is on, what's my next
Do I stick 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
'em like this look, it's gonna be a shoot out
Whoever make it ou,t meet at the new house, good luck
If I see you again, peace

Let's handle our business with government police
You and you, go out the front, you take the
You cover the first two and I'll take the
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 same and nothin' stop it
Most you make it, one time you won't
All a nigga could really do is 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 ready to
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 to fly?
The is on, are y'all really ready 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 grand
For a scam, don't get the condo in the sand
And chances of caught, slim, next 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 nothin' soft
Off with disgust, just was slow and
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, three until we finish
Feds are on the way but I'm to see spinach
In and out bag across the back
large sports coat to cover up the mack
Feds they attack, I spit lead out, spread out
Run up on a civilian in his car, him get out

The heat is on, are y'all really 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 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

High speed chasin', through the streets
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 with his half
But that's the type of nigga I am, this 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, that may wrong but hey
We all live by the of the game we play
Day to day, is a possibility
The way I play is a fist stops you from 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 is gone, c'mon

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