Luyện nghe bài hát Fire (Remix)

Let me make this statement
and clear, Jersey's here
Hey, Ja,
Triangle offense do it

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Maybe it's the dipped deuces, the twin
With diamonds in them, that's they break gooses
'cause I'm in they roofless or the Hypno I put in they juices
I'm the "Joe Millionaire" of rap and one of chicks
Is get picked and gonna get dicked
I'm all that and then some, y'all cats have been
pocket change, you call that an income?

Tell the way I that I'm doin' my thing
A lot a niggaz talk but ain't a thing
Whatever in the fall, I do in the spring
See, I told y'all I'm doin' my
And I'm by a landslide, damn right
Don't you see the way they point at this ride?
Now, at here, I took it there
I'ma make this statement and clear, Brooklyn's here

That
Problems in the club, reach for snub
dog, it's on fire
That's when you turn it up, you burn it up
deal with them riders
Small one on my hip, when you hear the
You got to see
it all hits the wire, we gonna light it on fire

We gonna it on fire
We gonna it on fire
We gonna it on fire
We gonna light it on

Here with the white and the Canary
Bracelets to match, diamonds of floss
Convertible top in a Carrera Porsche
I'm young but I'm damn near a
And of course your boy with a thing in the stash box
Quick to hit the button, even quicker to blast
gonna eat, 'less we see chips
This not even funny, not the way we freak

My waiters make see sick
I'm "So So Def" a J.D. remix
I got enough to keep switchin' up flavors
Drafted outta high school, straight the majors
These haters, fake smiles, but they like me
hate to see me in a party icy
Clean white T, sippin' on Bacardi
Suede low cut One caramel nightly

That
Problems in the club, for that snub
Look dog, on fire
That's when you turn it up, you wanna it up
Come with them riders
Small one on my hip, when you hear the
You got to see
When it all hits the wire, we gonna light it on

We gonna it on fire

I got a ear for your amp it up with answer
The chancellor up for ten minutes
Man, it's tough plan, plan what the camma does
And son it's the new King, done with the cameras
You pop lip like you got
That's a congestion, you not sick
Now you call names like Tupac did
boy here's a few glock clips

Still Junior Lou Gossett, Joey, right back on
Overcharge New to cut the lights back on
Bloomberg to come get me all
I send the goons that make the bad things in city hall
All, K's spray cats, we play that
She to sway, why don't you say that?
Can't stop, won't stop, heard, one shot, gun shot
Make your lungs stop, breathe

fire
Problems in the club, for that snub
dog, it's on fire
That's you turn it up, you wanna burn it up
Come deal them riders
Small one on my hip, when you the clip
You got to see
When it all the wire, we gonna light it on fire

We gonna it on fire
We gonna light it on
We light it on fire
We gonna it on fire

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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