You and you, go out the front, you take the back
The heat is on, are y'all really ready to fly?
Run up on a civilian in his car, made him get out
We all live by the rules of the game we play
The heat is on, are y'all really ready to fly?
The heat is on, are y'all really ready to fly?
The heat is on, have your mother ready to cry
The heat is on, are y'all really ready to fly?
The heat is on, what's my next move
The heat is on, are y'all really ready to fly?
Tell 'em like this look, it's gonna be a shoot out
Life goes on, that may sound wrong but hey
Now it's three niggaz splitin' four hundred grand
The heat is on, are y'all really ready to die?
Boomer didn't make it, neither did Stan
Let's handle our business with these government police
'Til one day, either me or the heat is gone, c'mon
The heat is on, have your mother ready to cry
But now we like three deep, need that extra gun
The heat is on, have your mother ready to cry
Death's in the air, I can taste it through the heat
The way I play is a fist stops you from killin' me
The heat is on high
For a scam, they don't get the condo in the sand
In and out duffle bag across the back
The game is the same and nothin' gonna stop it
And chances of gettin' caught, slim, next to none
The heat is on, you know
The heat is on, you know
The heat is on, have your mother ready to cry
High speed chasin', racin' through the streets
If I don't see you again, peace
Run up in the bank, bitch hit the deck
The heat is on, you know
The heat is on high
We on the clock, three mintues until we finish
The heat is on high
The heat is on, have your mother ready to cry
The heat is on, are y'all really ready to die?
The heat is on, are y'all really ready to fly?
But that's the type of nigga I am, this ain't just rappin'
Whoever make it ou,t meet back at the new house, good luck
Snipers on the roof, chance of getting away, too small
The heat is on, are y'all really ready to die?
Too hot to be in the streets, so I'm gone
The heat is on, you know
Feds are on the way but I'm tryin to see spinach
The heat is on high
Feds they attack, I spit lead out, niggaz spread out
I remember he had principles and wasn't nothin' soft
Off with disgust, just was slow and dizzy
It's too hot to be in the heat 'cuz it's on
The heat is on, have your mother ready to cry
We all feel the loss but enjoy the profit
Day to day, death is a possibility
Feds got the drop in the back of the U haul
I made it, he didn't, but ain't shit happens
All a nigga could really do is have a vest under the coat, c'mon
The heat is on high
You cover the first two and I'll take the sack
The heat is on, are y'all really ready to die?
The heat is on, you know
The heat is on, are y'all really ready to die?
Everybody got it, aight, let's get busy
The heat is on, are y'all really ready to die?
The heat is on high
Go back to being discreet, live long
My partner's goin' fast, I don't think he's gonna last
Extra large sports coat to cover up the mack
The heat is on, you know
Most times you make it, one time you won't
What can I do, but go on livin'
The heat is on, you know
Yo bust money and get the keys off his neck
The heat is on, have your mother ready to cry
The heat is on high
Me and my two mans, gave money twenty grand
Bump into my man, I remember from up north
Fleein' from the condo, I go on a ribbon
Do I stick with the score or get with the door
And if he don't, I'm a hit his wife with his half
