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Uh yeah yeah (gunshots) Uh...grrrrrrrrr...uh...hot!Uh..arf arf arf.. Chorus :The heat is on Are y`all really ready to fly The heat is on Are y`all really ready to die The heat is oonnnnn Have your mother ready to cry The heat is on highThe heat is on, you know Verse one: The heat is on what`s my next move Do I stick with the score, or get with the door Feds got the drop in the back of the UhaulSnipers on the roof chance of getting away too small Tell`em like this look, it`s gonna be a shoot outWhoever make it out meet back at the new house good luckIf I don`t see you again peace Let`s handle our business with these government policeYou and you go out the front you take the back You cover the first two and I`ll take the sackBoomer didn`t make it, neither did Stan Now it`s three niggaz, splitin` four hundred grand (aight) We all feel the loss but enjoy the profit, The game is the same and nothin gonna stop it Most times you make it one time you won`t All a nigga could really do is have a vest under the coat (come on) Chorus 2x Verse two: Me and my two mans gave money twenty grand For a scam they don`t get the condo in the sandAnd chances of gettin` caught slim next to noneNow we like three deep need that extra gun Bump into my man, I remember from up North I remember he had principles and wasn`t nothin soft Off with disgust just was slow and dizzy Everybody got it aight let`s get busy Run up in the bank bitch (woman screams)hit the deck Yo bust money,and get the keys off his neck (come here) We on the clock, three mintues until we finished Feds are on the way, but I`m tryin to see spinach In and out duffle bag across the backExtra large sports coat to cover up the mack Feds they attack, I spit lead out niggaz spread outRun up on a civilian in his car, made him get out Chorus 2x Verse three: High speed chasin, racin through the streets Death`s in the air, I can taste it through the heatMy partner`s goin` fast I don`t think he`s gonna last And if he don`t, I`ma hit his wife with his halfBut that`s the type of nigga I am this ain`t just rappinI made it, he didn`t but ain`t shit happensWhat can I do, but go on livin` Fleein` from the condo, I go on a ribbon Life goes on, that might sound wrong but heeyyyWe all live by the rules of the game we play Day to day, death is a possibility The way I play is a fist stops you from killin` me It`s too hot to be in the heat cuz it`s on Too hot to be in the streets so I`m goneGo back to being discreet live long Til one day, either me or the heat is gone Come On! Chorus 2x

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