Luyện nghe bài hát Fire (Remix)

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

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
'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 gonna get and gonna get dicked
I'm all that and then some, y'all cats have bums
pocket change, you call that an income?

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

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 the wire, we gonna light it on fire

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

Here with the and the Canary cross
Bracelets to match, diamonds of floss
Convertible hard top in a Carrera
I'm young but I'm near a boss
And of course your boy ride with a thing in the box
Quick to hit the button, even quicker to blast
Nobody eat, 'less we see chips
This not even funny, not the way we freak

My make ladies see sick
I'm "So So Def" a J.D. remix
I got enough whips to switchin' up flavors
Drafted outta high school, straight into the
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 caramel

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

We gonna it on fire

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 the new King, done with the cameras
You pop lip like you got
a minor congestion, you not sick
Now you call names like Tupac did
boy here's a few glock clips

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 happen in city hall
All, K's spray cats, we play that
She allowed to sway, why you say that?
stop, won't stop, shots heard, one shot, gun shot
Make your lungs stop, breathe

That
in the club, reach for that snub
Look dog, it's on
That's when you it up, you wanna burn it up
Come deal with them
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

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