Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Flame Remix

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

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

[Verse 2 -
In this world my Tommy gun
clip, the red rum
Hundred dollars, put my life down for my son
a little cash, bust a nigga ass
5 nigga, two mill' on the dash
Yeah, minded
Uptown soldier, you been blinded
all the time, bitch
Stunting, and we
Diving in deep shit, the keep climbing
The bottles keep
Dom P. Rose, Perrier
Them bitches see we rocking, the we be rocking
Iced up, tatted up, flame

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

4 - Birdman]
See first class flights
We strapped up in the
Nigga some business bitch
We it in this business
ten figure niggas, Blood rich gang nigga
Fire flame spitters, blank nigga
Money and the power, out the shower
Spending nigga, then them pussies running some cowards
than life nigga, C4 bitch
A hundred dollars, my son born rich