Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Hazard

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

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

Im cooking a which is my signature dish
time to feed all my niggas 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
when that chopper clap it drop like a beat
stray dog ass bitches wanna give me
when your fat them bitches stay in heat
them niggas trap clothes, we gonna and eat
them boys fire hazards when got them choppers on em
Fuck crime stopper, call em helicopters on em
Definition of 187
Represent your only thugs go to heaven
Never Hollywood though I got it good
I aint gotta goon, But it somebody gotta do it

I grew up watching columbian drug
who ever i would afford cologne by Tom Ford
trips to Hawaii with on concords
quarter milli in the Louis bitch as Appolonia
I got a feelin Fuckin Feds watchin me
At this point only the goverment could me
20 Mill in years its a Mobilary
Bon in this bitch blow for everybody
Ricky Ross, Flair, Black watch, Brick Fair
Never Hollywood though I got it good
I aint got a goon but Fuck it somebody do it