Luyện nghe bài hát Fire (Remix)

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

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, clear they break gooses
Maybe 'cause I'm in they roofless or the 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, cats have been bums
That's pocket change, you call that an

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

That
in the club, reach 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 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 gonna light it on
We gonna light it on

Here the white and the Canary cross
to match, diamonds clear of floss
Convertible top in a Carrera Porsche
I'm young but I'm damn near a
And of your boy ride with a thing in the stash box
Quick to hit the button, even to blast shots
Nobody gonna eat, 'less we see
not even funny, not the way we freak chicks

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

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

We gonna it on fire

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

Still Junior like Lou Gossett, Joey, back on
Overcharge New York to cut the lights on
Before Bloomberg to get me all
I send the goons that make the bad happen in city hall
All, K's spray cats, we don't that
She allowed to sway, why don't you say
Can't stop, stop, shots heard, one shot, gun shot
Make your lungs stop, easy

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

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

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