Luyện nghe bài hát Fired Up

The streets is my financial
When I see other people their money, I get inspired
I'm far a hater, that's what I'm not
I'm a congratulator, tell 'em "I see you" and give 'em
From my savings in my socks on the and flea-flickin' rocks
Getting beat up by cops to buying on mountaintops
No more going to the station fingerprinted
The only time I get fingerprinted now is when I close
Still with the activation, still the mannishness, blowin' cannabis
Strains of that cookie blue in that bat boo-boo
That there guano or maybe them chicken
Girl Scout cookie and gorilla glue
Some can't 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 game from the
I get my from the soil, the turf, the trenches, the set
on me in the club, yeah, I'm plyered up
Talk shit, get hit, jaw up
Roll another 'wood up, I high enough
Where the bottles at? We tryna fire up
(We get this muthafucka fired up)
up, fired up, fired up
(We finna get this fired up)
Fired up, fired up, up
(We finna get muthafucka fired up)
UH!
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I'mma make it do it do
My nigga, I know about you
But I'm about my business a Jew
My diamonds be flexin' and pokin' out like a titty
The way I be is kinda fly for a bigger niggro
Too to be stressin', I reckon, life is a bitch
Plead the fifth, no confessin' and I'm too to snitch
Watchin' Trapflix, a spliff in the afternoon
On the couch in the living with my lady on Blue Lagoon
I stay timin', I'm a tycoon, like my vodka coming out
I ain't lying, I never do, I'm a factor, you be too
BIATCH!
Tool on me in the club, yeah, I'm up
shit, get hit, jaw wired up
Roll another 'wood up, I ain't enough
Where the bottles at? We here fire up
(We finna get muthafucka fired up)
up, fired up, fired up
(We get this muthafucka fired up)
up, fired up, fired up
(We finna get muthafucka fired up)
Financials to be ugly but now they gorgeous and lovely
my paper was injured it made a speedy recovery
They say I'm short-tempered, I'll shoot you right in artery
I'm you, asking you not to try me or bother me
Earth is my turf and my soil, or property
And these and haters is hella bad for the economy
I go bad on batches and I don't do no apology
Razor-sharp a cactus and I believe in astrology
Loyalty, not dishonesty, THC, I broccoli
I'm a in the game, I'm tryin' to build a monopoly
I want the money, fuck the fame, so break me off somethin'
And you can find me high and drinking brew on the balcony
BIATCH!
on me in the club, yeah, I'm plyered up
Talk shit, get hit, jaw up
another 'wood up, I ain't high enough
Where the bottles at? We here tryna up
(We get this muthafucka fired up)
Fired up, up, fired up
(We get this muthafucka fired up)
Fired up, up, fired up
(We finna get this muthafucka up)
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