Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Hazard

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

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

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

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