Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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 your ready to cry
The is on high
The is on, you know

The is on, what's my next move
Do I stick the score or get with the door
Feds got the in the back of the U haul
Snipers on the roof, of getting away, too small
Tell 'em like this look, it's gonna be a out
Whoever make it ou,t back at the new house, good luck
If I see you again, peace

Let's handle our business with these police
You and you, go out the front, you the back
You cover the first two and I'll take the
Boomer didn't make it, did Stan
Now three niggaz splitin' four hundred grand
We all feel the loss but the profit
The game is the same and gonna 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 heat is on, are really ready 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 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 is on, you know

Me and my two mans, gave twenty grand
For a scam, don't get the condo in the sand
And chances of gettin' caught, slim, next to
But now we like three deep, need that 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
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 until we finish
Feds are on the way but I'm to see spinach
In and out bag across the back
Extra large coat to cover up the mack
Feds they attack, I lead out, niggaz spread out
Run up on a in his car, made him get out

The heat is on, are y'all really ready to
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, 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 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 he's gonna
And if he don't, I'm a hit his with his half
But that's the 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
Fleein' from the condo, I go on a

goes on, that may sound wrong but hey
We all live by the rules of the game we
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 being discreet, long
'Til one day, either me or the heat is gone,

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

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