Luyện nghe bài hát 500 Degrees

I bring fire to every track, Hellfire,
I that dick off in her just like a wishbone
And in case you know, bitch it's Dearth 3
I get so much brain you would I enrolled to get my degree
All my shit is dope, pussy nigga hatin'
I am so hot, you would think I was from Hell or I was
I keep on gravitating, my are captivating
I get deep up in that pussy just like I was
And them pistols keep on poppin', like grease up out a
These say they ballin' but they funds are insufficient
Riding with ya bitch and she giving me
I my dick out and give her all my chromosomes
Got bitch, she is Puerto-Rican
She suck that dick so mean a niggas' legs weaken
If ya or ya scared, go to Church and see the Deacon
I show up at ya funeral and everybody while he preaching
Black hat with the iced out frame
Red V with the Jesus Piece chain
Poof, I might cop a hundred mill just I'm David Copperfield
I retrieve your beat, and afterward have it like a battlefield
Flow is so explosive, flow is just dynamite
I am the Human Torch, and I raise the Fahrenheit
You niggas pinching for a just like a parasite
She put that in my face, then I'ma take a Gigabyte
Double barrel got me faded like bleach
Bad yellow-bone, she on my dick a leech
She give me so much brain, now I'm to teach
I'm so out of your league, I'm so out of your
I tombstone the like I'm the Undertaker
And I'm steady gettin' dough just I was a baker
I'm the only fire that could live a storm
I'm the best, and if you heard otherwise, then you have misinformed
Hustle hard, work fast, become a millionaire
Double back and double that, then up to a billionaire
Don't you compare, 'cause ain't nobody near
beware because I test these niggas like a questionnaire
Flow stays sharper the blades on a chainsaw
She give me super head like she got a jaw
And you ain't gotta tell me 'cause I know I'm
Smokin' on that Obama, bitch my is Presidential
I'm going, going, gone, know where I am going
I smoke so much weed, get so high, I swear right now I'm
Bitch, stop playin', I'm the that ever did it
'Bout to hit the hit stick and make the whole game
nigga, until the day I die
I got so many styles, you would think I was a
If you hating on me, you get no reply
Bitch, Jay F. Tae, the F is for Firefly