Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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 is on high
The is on, you know

The heat is on, what's my move
Do I stick with the score or get the door
Feds got the in the back of the U haul
Snipers on the roof, chance of getting away, too
Tell 'em like 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 the back
You cover the first two and I'll the sack
Boomer make it, neither did Stan
Now it's three niggaz splitin' four grand
We all the loss but enjoy the profit
The game is the same and nothin' gonna it
times you make it, one time you won't
All a nigga could really do is have a under the coat, c'mon

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

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

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

Run up in the bank, hit the deck
Yo bust 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 duffle bag the back
Extra large sports coat to up the mack
Feds they attack, I spit lead out, niggaz out
Run up on a in his car, made him get out

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 mother ready 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 really ready to
The heat is on, have mother ready to cry
The is on high
The is on, you know

High speed chasin', through the streets
in the air, I can taste it through the heat
My partner's goin' fast, I think he's 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 just rappin'
I made it, he didn't, but ain't happens
What can I do, but go on
from the condo, I go on a ribbon

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 is a fist 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 to being 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 y'all really ready to
The heat is on, have your mother to cry
The is on high
The heat is on, you

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