Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

The heat is on, are y'all 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 move
Do I with the score or get with the door
Feds got the in the back of the U haul
on the roof, chance of getting away, too small
Tell 'em like this look, gonna be a shoot out
Whoever make it ou,t meet back at the new house, good
If I don't see you again,

handle our business with these government police
You and you, go out the front, you the back
You cover the first two and I'll the sack
Boomer make it, neither did Stan
Now it's niggaz splitin' four hundred grand
We all feel the loss but enjoy the
The game is the and nothin' gonna stop it
times you make it, one time you won't
All a could really do is have a vest under the coat, c'mon

The heat is on, are y'all ready to fly?
The is on, are y'all really ready to die?
The heat is on, your mother 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 heat is on, have your 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 three deep, need that extra gun
Bump my man, I remember from up north
I remember he had principles and nothin' soft
Off disgust, just was slow and dizzy
got it, aight, let's get busy

Run up in the bank, bitch hit the
Yo bust money and get the keys off his
We on the clock, three mintues until we
Feds are on the way but I'm tryin to see
In and out bag across the back
Extra large sports to cover up the mack
they attack, I spit lead out, niggaz spread out
Run up on a in his car, made him get out

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

High speed chasin', racin' through the
Death's in the air, I can taste it through the
My partner's goin' fast, I don't think he's last
And if he don't, I'm a hit his wife with his
But the type of nigga I am, this ain't just rappin'
I it, he didn't, but ain't shit happens
What can I do, but go on
from the condo, I go on a ribbon

Life goes on, that may 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 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
'Til one day, either me or the heat is gone,

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