Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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

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

Let's our business with these government police
You and you, go out the front, you take the
You cover the first two and I'll take the
Boomer didn't it, neither did Stan
Now it's three niggaz four hundred grand
We all the loss but enjoy the profit
The game is the same and gonna stop it
Most times you it, one time you won't
All a nigga could really do is a vest under the coat, c'mon

The heat is on, are y'all really ready to
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 heat is on, are y'all really 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 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 gettin' caught, slim, next to
But now we like three deep, need that gun
Bump into my man, I from up north
I remember he had and wasn't 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 until we finish
Feds are on the way but I'm tryin to see
In and out bag across the back
Extra large sports coat to up the mack
they 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 is on, are y'all 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 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 heat is on, you

High speed chasin', through the streets
in the air, I can taste it through the heat
My goin' fast, I don't think he's gonna last
And if he don't, I'm a hit his with his half
But the type of nigga I am, this ain't just 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 wrong but hey
We all live by the of the game we play
Day to day, death is a
The way I play is a fist stops you 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
one day, either me or the heat is gone, 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, have 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, have mother ready to cry
The heat is on
The heat is on, you
The is on