Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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 heat is on, you

The heat is on, my next move
Do I stick with the score or get with the
Feds got the in the back of the U haul
Snipers on the roof, chance of away, too small
Tell 'em like this look, it's be a shoot out
Whoever make it ou,t 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 the first two and I'll take the sack
Boomer didn't make it, did Stan
Now three niggaz splitin' four hundred grand
We all feel the loss but the profit
The game is the same and nothin' gonna it
Most times you make it, one time you
All a could really do is have a vest under the coat, c'mon

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

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

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

Run up in the bank, bitch hit the
Yo money and get the keys off his neck
We on the clock, mintues until 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
Feds they attack, I spit lead out, niggaz 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 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, 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 is on, you know

High chasin', racin' through the streets
in the air, I can taste it through the heat
My partner's goin' fast, I don't think gonna last
And if he don't, I'm a hit his wife his half
But that's the type of nigga I am, ain't just rappin'
I made it, he didn't, but ain't shit
can I do, but go on livin'
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 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
one day, either me or the heat 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 heat is on
The heat is on, you

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 is on high
The heat is on, you
The is on