Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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

The heat is on, what's my move
Do I stick with the score or get the door
Feds got the drop in the 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 government police
You and you, go out the front, you take the
You cover the first two and I'll the sack
Boomer make it, neither did Stan
Now it's three splitin' four hundred grand
We all feel the but enjoy the profit
The game is the and nothin' gonna stop it
Most times you make it, one you won't
All a nigga could really do is have a vest the coat, c'mon

The heat is on, are y'all really to fly?
The heat is on, are really ready to die?
The is on, have your mother ready to cry
The is on high
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 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 don't get the condo in the
And chances of caught, slim, next to none
But now we like three deep, need that gun
Bump into my man, I from 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, bitch hit the
Yo bust money and get the off his neck
We on the clock, three mintues until we
Feds are on the way but I'm tryin to see
In and out duffle bag the back
Extra sports coat to cover up the mack
Feds they attack, I spit 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 your ready to cry
The heat is on
The is on, you know

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 is on high
The heat is on, you

High chasin', racin' 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 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
from the condo, I go on a ribbon

Life on, that may sound wrong but hey
We all by the rules of the game we play
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 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 mother ready to cry
The is on high
The is on, you know

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