Luyện nghe bài hát Fired Up

The is my financial advisor
When I see other havin' their money, I get inspired
I'm far from a hater, that's I'm not
I'm a congratulator, 'em "I see you" and give 'em props
From my savings in my socks on the block and flea-flickin'
Getting beat up by cops to buying mansions on
No more going to the station getting
The only time I get fingerprinted now is when I close
Still with the activation, still the mannishness, blowin' cannabis
of that cookie blue fertilized in that bat boo-boo
That guano or maybe them chicken droppings
Girl Scout cookie and glue crossing
Some comprehend what I'm saying 'cause they way out of touch
And they square as a box of Fruity and Cocoa Puffs
Out the loop like a hula hoop, get they from the 'net
I get my from the soil, the turf, the trenches, the set
Tool on me in the club, yeah, I'm up
Talk shit, get hit, jaw up
Roll another 'wood up, I ain't high
Where the bottles at? We here tryna up
(We finna get this fired up)
up, fired up, fired up
(We finna get muthafucka fired up)
Fired up, fired up, up
(We finna get this muthafucka up)
UH!
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make it do what it do
My nigga, I don't about you
But I'm about my business a Jew
My diamonds be and pokin' out like a titty nipple
The way I be dressin' is fly for a bigger niggro
Too to be stressin', I reckon, life is a bitch
the fifth, no confessin' and I'm too thorough to snitch
Watchin' Trapflix, a spliff in the afternoon
On the in the living room with my lady on Blue Lagoon
I stay timin', I'm a tycoon, like my vodka out soon
I ain't lying, I never do, I'm a factor, you be too
BIATCH!
on me in the club, yeah, I'm plyered up
Talk shit, get hit, jaw up
Roll another 'wood up, I ain't enough
Where the bottles at? We here tryna up
(We finna get this muthafucka up)
Fired up, fired up, up
(We finna get this muthafucka up)
Fired up, up, fired up
(We finna get muthafucka fired up)
Financials to be ugly but now they gorgeous and lovely
When my paper was injured it made a recovery
They say I'm short-tempered, I'll you right in your artery
I'm you, asking you not to try me or bother me
Earth is my turf and my soil, gravel or
And these suckas and is hella bad for the economy
I go bad on these batches and I don't do no
Razor-sharp like a cactus and I believe in
Loyalty, not dishonesty, THC, I blow
I'm a fixture in the game, I'm tryin' to build a
I want the money, the fame, so break me off somethin' properly
And you can find me getting and drinking brew on the balcony
BIATCH!
on me in the club, yeah, I'm plyered up
Talk shit, get hit, jaw up
Roll another 'wood up, I ain't high
Where the at? We here tryna fire up
(We finna get this fired up)
Fired up, up, fired up
(We get this muthafucka fired up)
Fired up, fired up, up
(We get this muthafucka fired up)
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