Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Hazard

Who the fuck you think you fuckin with im a earner
Ring the fire alarm here come the money burners
my money burnin, my money burnin, my money
You see my burnin, money burnin money burnin
You see the bitch

When it come to these bitches im a backbreaker
let the get the pussy, let the track rape her
ties on the rims skinny but fat paper
like im fresh out bitch, its time to paper
of Miami my Chevy still candy
My still fully i empty it gladly
Never Hollywood even I got it good
I aint got a goon, but it somebody gotta do it
Last You may have heard that we got into it
Now the boy missin bitch you heard how Gotti's do it (2x)

Im cooking a brick which is my signature
time to feed all my niggas Columbian fish
tail, red snapper, wood chopper, gold yatch master
Got em to Baltimore who movin all the raw
pink diamond (?) I never saw before
when chopper clap it drop like a trey beat
stray dog ass bitches wanna me rabies
your pockets fat them bitches stay in heat
them niggas trap clothes, we gonna and eat
them boys fire hazards when got them choppers on em
crime stopper, better call em helicopters on em
Definition of 187
Represent your side only go to heaven
Never Hollywood even though I got it
I aint gotta goon, But fuck it somebody do it

I up watching columbian drug lords
who ever knew i would afford by Tom Ford
trips to Hawaii with on concords
milli in the Louis bitch pretty as Appolonia
I got a funny feelin Fuckin watchin me
At this point only the could stop me
20 in Four years its a Mobilary
Bon Jovi in this bitch blow for
Ricky Ross, Flair, Black watch, Brick Fair
Never Hollywood even I got it good
I aint got a goon but it somebody gotta do it