Luyện nghe bài hát Fire (Remix)

Let me just make this
Loud and clear, here
Hey, Ja,
Triangle offense do it

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

Maybe the dipped deuces, the twin Jesuses
With in them, that's clear they break gooses
Maybe 'cause I'm in 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 walk that I'm my thing
A lot a niggaz talk but ain't a thing
come in the fall, I do in the spring
See, I told y'all I'm my thing
And I'm winnin' by a landslide, damn
Don't you see the way they point at this man's
Now, look at here, I it there
I'ma make this loud and clear, Brooklyn's here

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, when you the clip
You got to see
it all hits the wire, we gonna light it on fire

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

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

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

fire
Problems in the club, reach for that
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 the wire, we gonna light it on fire

We gonna light it on

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

Still Junior like Lou Gossett, Joey, right on
New York to cut the lights back on
Before 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 play
She allowed to sway, why you say that?
stop, won't stop, shots heard, one shot, gun shot
Make your lungs stop, easy

fire
Problems in the club, reach for 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 the clip
You got to see
When it all the wire, we gonna light it on fire

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

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