Luyện nghe bài hát Fire

Fire.. it's fire, put the out
Aiyyo, aiyyo,

I got the whole stoppin, O.G.'s diddy-boppin
Playin my shit, sayin my shit
Tryin to get me for ice that lay on my wrist
It's like flippin on your wife, cause I her my bitch
Feel me? I with any card you niggaz deal me
Every nigga out the fam is guilty, I plead the
niggaz be the strength, the lock and chain
Thugs on the know I got the game
You heard me with The Firm and forgot my name, pardon me
It's
The latest Barkley's, known to niggaz nonchalantly
Queensbridge, same as Nas and Mobb Deep
Ghettofabulous, class of my fellow graduates
known savages, we elbow cabbages
Niggaz better duck or I'ma spray a
I it like the O.K. Corral, blazin 'til I lay 'em down

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If you need flames, you need
If you resist, you need
Third degree burns, the felt
Blaze I know that it's on, what you thought it was a false alarm?

Yo, yo,
I got more twists than Six Flags, more than gym class
Overweight momma sippin Fast, glad to meet Nate
The casualty rate, risin yeast
And they label me surprise of the streets, Commander
I smoke Newports, meanin I roll with
what y'all thought, y'all know the answer, is psychological
Tone and beats, make me write phenomenal
I give lifetime scars drama do, it's gangsta chronicles
Turn to page one, hurricanes come, I call 'em
It's deeper than Dunn, I'm four dimensions
More suspensions, SV-12; gettin pressed my need shells
Fuckin Mets help
therapeutic, I lay it out clear
Y'all better use it
Nowhere else you find better
You try to find it in the hall of
My man's callin fire, I just call it flame

Yo, aiyyo, aiyyo,
Queens to the heart from the start it was Run and
No love faggot MC's respect of them
Niggaz stop mumblin, get popped you're
Regulatin raps to rocks the bubblin
Five percent days, in the Bridge off calente
Wise enough to drop out the 10th
that thought, twist up nigga, roll that short
Catch me with my chick that let me go back
Hall of famer, don't make me shoot your up
at close range, stand back the toast flame
Yo it's funny, the way a nigga act that
It's only money, make a nigga rap like that
Keep a roscoe, peep me on the Chris show
You either me or you get your eye swoll, y'all know the rules
Faggot like y'all, chose to lose
I give to the phrase smoke'n'brew, fire nigga

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