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

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

Tell the way I walk that I'm doin' my
A lot a niggaz but ain't doin' a thing
Whatever 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 point at this man's ride?
Now, look at here, I took it
make this statement loud and clear, Brooklyn's here

That
in the club, reach for that snub
Look dog, on fire
That's 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 hits the wire, we gonna light it on

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

Here with the white and the cross
Bracelets to match, clear of floss
Convertible hard top in a Porsche
I'm but I'm damn near a boss
And of your boy ride with a thing in the stash box
Quick to hit the button, even to blast shots
Nobody gonna eat, 'less we see
This not even funny, not the way we chicks

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

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

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

Still like Lou Gossett, Joey, right back on
Overcharge New to cut the lights back on
Before to come get me all
I send the goons that make the bad things happen in city
All, K's spray cats, we don't 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
Problems in the club, reach for snub
Look dog, on fire
That's when you turn it up, you wanna it up
Come 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 light it on fire
We gonna it on fire
We gonna it on fire
We gonna it on fire

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