Luyện nghe bài hát Fire (Remix)

Let me just this statement
Loud and clear, here
Hey, Ja,
Triangle do it like

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

Maybe it's the deuces, the twin Jesuses
With diamonds in them, that's clear break gooses
Maybe 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 gonna get picked and get dicked
I'm all and then some, y'all cats have been bums
That's change, you call that an income?

Tell the way I walk I'm doin' my thing
A lot a niggaz talk but ain't doin' a
come in the fall, I do in the spring
See, I told I'm doin' my thing
And I'm winnin' by a landslide, right
Don't you see the way they point at this man's
Now, look at here, I took it
I'ma make this statement loud and clear, Brooklyn's

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

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

Here the white and the Canary cross
Bracelets to match, clear 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 shots
gonna eat, 'less we see chips
This not funny, not the way we freak chicks

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

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

We light it on fire

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

Still Junior Lou Gossett, Joey, right back on
Overcharge New York to cut the lights on
Bloomberg to come 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, for that snub
Look dog, it's on
when you turn it up, you wanna burn it up
Come deal with riders
Small one on my hip, you hear the clip
You got to see
When it all hits the wire, we light it on fire

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

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