Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

The heat is on, are really ready to fly?
The heat is on, are y'all really to die?
The is on, have your mother ready to cry
The heat is on
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
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, luck
If I don't see you again,

handle our business with these government police
You and you, go out the front, you take the
You cover the first two and take the sack
Boomer didn't make it, did Stan
Now it's three niggaz splitin' four hundred
We all feel the loss but the profit
The game is the same and nothin' stop it
Most times you it, one time you won't
All a nigga really do is have a vest under the coat, c'mon

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

Me and my two mans, gave twenty grand
For a scam, they get the condo in the sand
And of gettin' caught, slim, next to none
But now we like three deep, that extra gun
Bump into my man, I remember up north
I remember he had principles and wasn't nothin'
Off with disgust, just was and dizzy
got it, aight, let's 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 duffle bag the back
Extra 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 really ready 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

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

High chasin', racin' through the streets
in the air, I can taste 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 wife with his
But that's the of nigga I am, this ain't just rappin'
I made it, he didn't, but ain't shit
What can I do, but go on
Fleein' the condo, I go on a ribbon

Life on, that may sound wrong but hey
We all live by the rules of the 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 heat it's on
Too hot to be in the streets, so I'm
Go back to being discreet, long
'Til one day, me or the heat is gone, c'mon

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

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