Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

The heat is on, are really ready to fly?
The heat is on, are y'all 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 back of the U
Snipers on the roof, chance of away, too small
Tell 'em like this look, gonna be a shoot out
Whoever it ou,t meet back at the new house, good luck
If I don't see you again,

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

The heat is on, are y'all really to fly?
The heat is on, are y'all 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 really ready to
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, they get the condo in the sand
And chances of gettin' caught, slim, next to
But now we like deep, need that extra gun
Bump into my man, I remember up north
I remember he had and wasn't nothin' soft
Off with disgust, just was slow and
Everybody got it, aight, let's get

Run up in the bank, hit the deck
Yo bust money and get the 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 across the
Extra large sports coat to cover up the
they attack, I spit lead out, niggaz spread out
Run up on a in his car, made him get out

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

The is on, are y'all really 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

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

Life goes on, that may 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 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 to being discreet, live long
'Til one day, either me or the heat is gone,

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