Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

The heat is on, are really ready 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 is on, you know

The heat is on, what's my next
Do I stick with the or get with the door
Feds got the drop in the of the U haul
Snipers on the roof, chance of 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, good
If I see you again, peace

Let's handle our business these government police
You and you, go out the front, you the back
You cover the two and I'll take the sack
Boomer didn't make it, did Stan
Now it's three splitin' four hundred grand
We all the loss but enjoy the profit
The is the same and nothin' gonna stop it
Most times you make it, one time you
All a nigga could really do is have a vest under the coat,

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 is on, you know

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

Me and my two mans, gave money grand
For a scam, they get the condo in the sand
And of gettin' caught, slim, next to none
But now we like deep, need that extra gun
Bump into my man, I remember from up
I remember he had principles and nothin' soft
Off with disgust, just was slow and
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 mintues we finish
Feds are on the way but I'm to see spinach
In and out duffle bag the back
Extra large sports 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 heat is on, are y'all really 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 really ready to fly?
The heat is on, are y'all really ready to
The heat is on, your mother ready to cry
The heat is on
The is on, you know

High chasin', racin' through the streets
Death's in the air, I can taste it through the
My partner's goin' fast, I think he's gonna last
And if he don't, I'm a hit his with his half
But that's the type of 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' the condo, I go on a ribbon

Life goes on, that may sound but hey
We all live by the rules of the game we
Day to day, is a possibility
The way I play is a fist stops you from 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 is gone, c'mon

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