Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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 heat is on
The heat is on, you

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

Let's handle our business with these 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 niggaz splitin' four grand
We all feel the 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 do is have a vest under the coat, 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, your 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, your mother ready to cry
The heat is on
The heat is on, you

Me and my two mans, gave money twenty
For a scam, they get the condo in the sand
And chances of caught, slim, next to none
But now we like three deep, need that gun
Bump my man, I remember from up north
I remember he had principles and wasn't soft
Off with disgust, was slow and dizzy
got it, aight, let's get busy

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

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

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

goes on, that may sound 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 you from killin' me
too hot to be in the heat 'cuz it's on
Too hot to be in the streets, so I'm
Go back to being discreet, long
one day, either me or the heat is gone, c'mon

The heat is on, are y'all really 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 is on, you know

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