Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

The is on, are y'all really ready 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

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

handle our business with these government 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 the loss but enjoy the profit
The game is the same and nothin' gonna it
Most times you it, one time you won't
All a could really do is have a vest under the coat, c'mon

The heat is on, are y'all 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 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, have mother ready to cry
The is on high
The heat is on, you

Me and my two mans, gave twenty grand
For a scam, don't get the condo in the sand
And of gettin' caught, slim, next to none
But now we like three deep, need extra gun
Bump into my man, I remember up north
I he had principles and wasn't nothin' soft
Off with disgust, just was slow and
Everybody got it, aight, get busy

Run up in the bank, hit the deck
Yo money and get the keys off his neck
We on the clock, three mintues we finish
are on the way but I'm tryin to see spinach
In and out duffle bag the back
Extra large sports to cover up the mack
Feds they attack, I spit 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 is on, have your mother ready to cry
The is on high
The heat is on, you

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

speed 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 last
And if he don't, I'm a hit his wife with his
But that's the type of nigga I am, ain't just rappin'
I made it, he didn't, but shit happens
What can I do, but go on
Fleein' the condo, I go on a ribbon

Life goes on, that may wrong but hey
We all live by the rules of the we play
Day to day, is a possibility
The way I play is a fist you from killin' me
It's too hot to be in the heat 'cuz on
Too hot to be in the streets, so I'm
Go back to being discreet, live
'Til one day, either me or the heat is gone,

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