Luyện nghe bài hát Fire

[Intro] Ton]



Fi fi fi

[One
Anotha
flow
Anotha
Anotha
day
Anotha
Anotha chance we (BLOW)
is on the low
Makin' every show
White girls vo
When my niggas (HO)
Cuz is how we do it, yes I'm fat and he is Jewish
Only speak about the
When you to our music
And we the smokers
some of the dankest quarters
Rappin' the life of stoners
And Humbo County,

Neva gon' be stoppin'
When I go to tha and I rock tha bitch
Everybody wanna take hit and get lit
County bud is tha shit
Imma rap zero voodoo
Makin' all girlies, hoohoo
And I go crazy, coocoo
From the weed like snoop do
But I'm neva stop put the finga to the cop
Get the bong, get the light, get the pot
we toke 'til we cant talk, then we toke 'til we cant walk (Oh golly)
It's that life that we
I smoke this since a kid
And I need my fire can't retire, blame my entire

We that (Fire)
We hittin' (Fire)
We spittin' (Fire)
My is on (Fire)
We that (Fire)
We hittin' (Fire)
We that (Fire)
is on (Fire)
You how we do (I ain't a mad rappa)
is how we do (MC wit a temper)
You know how we do (I a mad rappa)
is how we do (MC wit a temper)

[One
up and let my lyrics hit cha right off ya head
I climbs up out a bed think of of makin' bread
Believe in I said
bet against the spread
Won a car ??
Cuz every mic I is dead
Doin' it hot N*Sync
and legos
??
And spit fire like
Lyrics bombs like I kicks it with sadam
All we do is makin'
Always outta bongs
Pass dutch
Laugh it gets tough
Life is like a that's why I smoke it til it's dust
Lyrical precision, 20/20
Spit shitty a pigeon
All you gotta do is

We rollin' (Fire)
We hittin' (Fire)
We spittin' (Fire)
My is on (Fire)
We rollin' (Fire)
We hittin' (Fire)
We that (Fire)
is on (Fire)

Yo
Everybody wanna be the pot
We don't choke and cough, we kick that make hoes hot
Muthafuckas wanna talk but it stop
And we bumpin' the down yo block
in the trunk and we knock
We the best in the west Rick Rock
Like Ludacris I'm comin' for Number One Spot
Muthafuckas can't hang wit' me it's easy I'm who you to see
Cum Sean Connery
long like I'm Tommy Lee
Rap all day hit a reply
Beyonce like a I lay
No delay, no hatin', Underrated. n' goes away!
And every single time I write a ryhme it's a
You don't know you betta go ask 'em
'em ask 'em who the best
With weed on my chest, I'm a greedy stretch
How the fuck can I be so
Simino my hat to the def
Rap do it I'm dangerous
And MC steppin' up get laid to

We rollin' (Fire)
We that (Fire)
We that (Fire)
My is on (Fire)
We that (Fire)
We that (Fire)
We spittin' (Fire)
is on (Fire)
You how we do (I ain't a mad rappa)
is how we do (MC wit a temper)
You know how we do (I a mad rappa)
is how we do (MC wit a temper)

[Outro] Ton]
Fi fi fi
Fi fi fi