Luyện nghe bài hát Fire (Remix)

Let me make this statement
Loud and clear, here
Hey, Ja,
offense do it like

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

Maybe the dipped deuces, the twin Jesuses
With diamonds in them, that's clear they 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 these
Is get picked and gonna get dicked
I'm all that and then some, y'all cats have bums
That's pocket change, you that an income?

Tell the way I walk that I'm my thing
A lot a talk but ain't doin' a thing
Whatever come in the fall, I do in the
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 ride?
Now, look at here, I it there
I'ma make this loud and clear, Brooklyn's here

fire
Problems in the club, for that snub
Look dog, on fire
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 it on fire
We gonna light it on
We light it on fire
We light it on fire

Here with the white and the cross
Bracelets to match, clear of floss
hard top in a Carrera Porsche
I'm young but I'm damn a boss
And of course your boy ride a thing in the stash box
Quick to hit the button, even quicker to shots
Nobody gonna eat, we see chips
not even funny, not the way we freak 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 school, straight into the majors
haters, fake smiles, but they hardly like me
They hate to see me in a icy
Clean white T, sippin' on Bacardi
Suede low cut One caramel nightly

That
in the club, reach for that snub
Look dog, it's on
That's you turn 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 gonna it on fire

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

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

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

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

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

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