Luyện nghe bài hát Heat

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 mother ready to cry
The is on high
The is on, you know

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

Let's our business with these government police
You and you, go out the front, you the back
You the first two and I'll take the sack
Boomer didn't make it, did Stan
Now it's niggaz splitin' four hundred grand
We all the loss but enjoy the profit
The game is the same and nothin' stop it
Most times you it, one time you won't
All a nigga could really do is a vest under the coat, 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 is on high
The heat is on, you

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

Me and my two mans, money twenty grand
For a scam, they don't get the in the sand
And chances of gettin' caught, slim, next to
But now we like three deep, that extra gun
into my man, I remember from up north
I remember he had principles and nothin' soft
Off with disgust, just was and dizzy
got it, aight, let's get busy

Run up in the bank, hit the deck
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 to see spinach
In and out bag across the back
Extra large coat to cover up the mack
Feds attack, I spit lead 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 heat is on, have mother 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, your mother ready to cry
The heat is on
The heat is on, you

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

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

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 heat is on, you

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 is on high
The is on, you know
The is on