Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Flame Remix

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Fire flame, flame, fire flame
Fire flame, flame, flame spitters
we the business, hundred million dollars
Bitch we the business, hundred dollars

1 - Lil Wayne]
Fresh out my bid
Bitch it's Lil
I Lucille Ball, I love Lucy
If these niggas dogs, I'm cruelty
Don't fuck with me at all, because I'm twisted like an a cube
Oh my, how the time has flown
And they say is of the essence
But what if clock is wrong?
But all my problems be second
And all my worries be gone
I'll have money bags for smell like bitch I'm rich cologne
Ha, I'm so relaxed my Gucci ain't got a scratch
If you got with I, well I will fix them cataracts
say it cost to be the boss
I paid the including tax
I'm a fire flame spitter
And to me you wax, uh!

[Verse 2 -
In this with my Tommy gun
clip, the red rum
Hundred million dollars, put my down for my son
Spend a cash, bust a nigga ass
5 star nigga, two on the dash
Yeah, minded
soldier, you have been blinded
Grinding all the time,
Stunting, and we
Diving in shit, the money keep climbing
The bottles keep
Dom P. Rose, Perrier
Them bitches see we rocking, the whips we be
Iced up, tatted up, flame

[Verse 3 - Lil
Uh, I got coming to me
Shotgun in my draws your woman bite the bullet
in my hog, tell my chauffer "to the penthouse"
Pockets so deep it's like my money got to out
Marley say fuck them, say fuck them
Bitch I'm still the best overall, like a
Weezy F., F., fire spitter
Hundred dollars, pocket change nigga

[Verse 4 -
See these class flights
We up in the trenches
Nigga want some bitch
We it in this business
ten figure niggas, Blood rich gang nigga
Fire flame spitters, point blank
Money and the power, swag out the
Spending nigga, then them pussies running like some
than life nigga, C4 bitch
A hundred dollars, my son born rich