Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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

The heat is on, my next move
Do I with the score or get with the door
Feds got the drop in the of the U haul
on the roof, chance of getting 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, luck
If I don't see you again,

Let's our business with these government police
You and you, go out the front, you take the
You cover the first two and take the sack
Boomer make it, neither did Stan
Now it's three niggaz splitin' four hundred
We all feel the loss but enjoy the
The game is the same and nothin' stop it
Most you make 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 really ready to fly?
The heat is on, are y'all ready to die?
The heat is on, have your mother to cry
The heat is on
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 your mother to cry
The heat is on
The is on, you know

Me and my two mans, gave money grand
For a scam, they don't get the condo in the
And chances of gettin' caught, slim, to none
But now we like three deep, need extra gun
Bump my man, I remember from up north
I remember he had principles and wasn't nothin'
Off with disgust, just was and dizzy
Everybody got it, aight, let's get

Run up in the bank, bitch hit the
Yo bust and get the keys off his neck
We on the clock, mintues until we finish
Feds are on the way but I'm tryin to see
In and out bag across the back
Extra sports coat to cover up the mack
Feds they attack, I lead out, niggaz spread out
Run up on a civilian in his car, him get out

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

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

High speed chasin', racin' 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, this ain't just
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 by the rules of the game we play
Day to day, death is a
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 heat is gone,

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