Luyện nghe bài hát Fire

[Intro] [One



Fi fi fi

Ton]
Anotha
flow
Anotha
Anotha
day
Anotha
chance we gonna (BLOW)
is on the low
Makin' fans show
White wanna vo
When my niggas (HO)
Cuz that is how we do it, yes I'm fat and he is
Only speak about the
When you to our music
And we the smokers
Rollin' some of the quarters
about the life of stoners
And Humbo County,

Neva gon' be this
When I go to tha club and I tha bitch
Everybody wanna take hit and get lit
Humbo County bud is tha
rap this zero voodoo
Makin' all these girlies,
And I might go crazy,
From smokin' the weed snoop do
But I'm gon' stop put the finga to the cop
Get the bong, get the light, get the pot
Then we toke we cant talk, then we toke 'til we cant walk (Oh golly)
It's that life that we
I smoke this weed a kid
And I need my fire retire, blame my entire environment

We that (Fire)
We that (Fire)
We spittin' (Fire)
My is on (Fire)
We that (Fire)
We that (Fire)
We that (Fire)
is on (Fire)
You know how we do (I 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 of ways of makin' bread
in what I said
Don't bet against the
Won a car ??
Cuz every mic I is dead
Doin' it hot N*Sync
Playdoes and
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And spit like volcanoes
Lyrics bombs like I kicks it with sadam
All we do is song
smokin' outta bongs
Pass anotha
Laugh when it tough
Life is like a blunt that's why I smoke it til dust
Lyrical precision, 20/20
shitty like a pigeon
All you do is listen

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

Yo
Everybody be smokin' the pot
We don't choke and cough, we kick flows make hoes hot
Muthafuckas wanna but it won't stop
And we the beat down yo block
Potluck in the trunk and we
We the best in the west like Rick
Like Ludacris I'm comin' for that One Spot
Muthafuckas can't hang wit' me it's I'm who you came to see
Cum like Connery
Dick long I'm Tommy Lee
Rap all day betta hit a
Beyonce a host I lay
No delay, no hatin', Underrated. Blows n' away!
And every time I write a ryhme it's a platinum
You don't know then you go ask 'em
Harrass 'em ask 'em who the
With this on my chest, I'm a greedy stretch
How the fuck can I be so
sended my hat to the def
Rap do it best I'm
And MC steppin' up get to rest

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

[Outro] [One
Fi fi fi
Fi fi fi