Luyện nghe bài hát Fire

more fire, burn your clothes
i get more, higher, by the old
hustler's get flyer, for the low
hop up on top
oh oh
(oh oh oh)
you never knew taste good
bread for the head, you know that good
i keep my clean
well it look like missy on the good
on the right
(right)
what im now is so ridiculous
(ridiculous)
and im giving you in the rendition is
classy missy Elliot, missy

how would you feel if i get deeper

wetter than aquafina believers

maybe when its on then its on like
bam
comparison is to patron like

(t-pain)
the feeling that im you is not a test
everybody that say they it is not the best
its simple and i can get to you man
its not a game its missy and pain

im ill
for
ill
for
ill
for
now break it

im ill
matter of fact i need to take a
all hits paying hospital bills
all these i know you wanna kiss for reals
i should let you my ice so you can chill
i would make a lil but i just a mil
hold me to the mike and i wont let it spill
yeah, see my
no, not my teeth, its the on the Cadillac i bought last week
they say dont play missy missy dont play
makin cheese all day like lay
hey
i am hip hop sister
he handed me the mike i wont let go i got blisters
misdemeanor but my flow gotten meaner
its a its a its a felony ch out my melody
got the recipe
i can like
zoom i be in the latest

(repeat t-pain)