Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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 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 or get with 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 back at the new house, good
If I see you again, peace

Let's handle our with these government police
You and you, go out the front, you the back
You the first two and I'll take the sack
Boomer make it, neither did Stan
Now it's three niggaz splitin' four grand
We all feel the but enjoy 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 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 is on, you know

The heat is on, are 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

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 into my man, I from up north
I remember he had principles and wasn't nothin'
Off with disgust, just was slow and
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 mintues 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 spit lead out, niggaz out
Run up on a civilian in his car, him get out

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

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

goes on, that may sound 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 stops you from 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 discreet, live long
one day, either me or the heat is gone, c'mon

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