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 heat is on
The is on, you know

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

Let's handle our business these 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 make it, did Stan
Now it's three niggaz splitin' four hundred
We all the loss but enjoy the profit
The game is the same and nothin' 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 ready 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 is on, you know

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 heat is on
The is on, you know

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

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 to see spinach
In and out bag across the back
Extra large sports 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 heat is on, are y'all really ready to
The heat is on, are y'all really 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 really ready to
The heat is on, are y'all ready to die?
The is on, have your mother ready to cry
The is on high
The heat is on, you

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 think gonna last
And if he don't, I'm a hit his wife with his
But that's the type of nigga I am, this ain't rappin'
I made it, he didn't, but ain't happens
can I do, but go on livin'
Fleein' from the condo, I go on a

Life goes on, that may sound but hey
We all live by the rules of the we play
Day to day, death is a
The way I play is a stops you from killin' 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 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 ready to die?
The heat is on, have your mother to cry
The heat is on
The is on, you know

The is on, are y'all 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 is on