Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Flame Remix

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

[Verse 1 - Lil
Fresh out my bid
it's Lil Tunechi
I Lucille Ball, I love Lucy
If these niggas dogs, I'm animal
Don't fuck with me at all, because I'm like an a Rubik's cube
Oh my, look how the time has
And they say is of the essence
But what if clock is wrong?
But all my will be second
And all my worries will be
I'll money bags for breakfast smell like bitch I'm rich cologne
Ha, I'm so relaxed my Gucci flats ain't got a
If you got with I, well I will fix them cataracts
They say it to be the boss
I paid the price tax
Bitch I'm a 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 little cash, bust a ass
5 nigga, two mill' on the dash
Yeah, militant
Uptown soldier, you have blinded
Grinding all the time,
Stunting, and we
in deep shit, the money keep climbing
The bottles keep
Dom P. Rose, popping
Them bitches see we rocking, the we be rocking
Iced up, tatted up, fire

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

4 - Birdman]
See these first flights
We up in the trenches
Nigga want business bitch
We getting it in business
Some ten niggas, Blood rich gang nigga
Fire flame spitters, point blank
Money and the power, swag out the
Spending nigga, then them pussies like some cowards
Bigger than nigga, C4 bitch
A million dollars, my son born rich