Luyện nghe bài hát Fire (Remix)

Let me just make statement
Loud and clear, Jersey's
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
diamonds in them, that's clear they break gooses
Maybe 'cause I'm in they roofless or the Hypno I put in juices
I'm the "Joe Millionaire" of rap and one of chicks
Is gonna get picked and get dicked
I'm all that and then some, y'all cats been bums
That's 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
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 point at this man's ride?
Now, at here, I took it there
I'ma make statement loud and clear, Brooklyn's here

That
Problems in the club, reach for that
Look dog, it's on
That's when you turn it up, you burn it up
Come deal with 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 light it on fire
We light it on fire
We light it on fire
We light it on fire

with the white and the Canary cross
Bracelets to match, clear of floss
hard top in a Carrera Porsche
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 to blast shots
gonna eat, 'less we see chips
This not even funny, not the way we chicks

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

That
Problems in the club, reach for that
Look dog, on fire
That's when you turn it up, you wanna it up
Come deal with 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 light it on

I got a ear for amp it up with Jersey's answer
The chancellor up for ten minutes
Man, it's tough plan, plan that's what the camma
And Jam's son it's the new King, with the cameras
You pop lip you got shit
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, back 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 cats, we don't play that
She allowed to sway, why you say that?
Can't stop, won't stop, shots heard, one shot, gun
Make your lungs stop, easy

That
in the club, reach 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 hits the wire, we gonna it on fire

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

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