Luyện nghe bài hát Fireman

I'm the
Fire, Fa,
I got that fire I'm
I got that fire and try me and
You can it up and I'm a put you out
You can it up and I'm a put you out

Ain't nobody fuckin' me man, Heatman
Ski Mask spending next weeks cash, he
And I don't even need a G pass I'm pass
I'm passin' 'em out now and you have that
And my chain Sam that
Tropical colors you can't match
Gotta be
You catch my gal legs open better smash
Don't be if she ask where the cash at
I see she wearing jeans that show her butt crack
My girls can't wear that why that's where my at
I put my mack down where you lack at
She need her candlelit and I'm a wax
I rekindle the
She remember the
Weezy Baby January December the same
Mama gimme brain
Mama gimme gut
Cause I'm the
You hear the

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got that fire I'm
I got fire come and try me and
You can it up and I'm a put you out
You can it up and I'm a put you out

Fresh on campus it's the Birdman
Money too teachers put away ya rulers
Raw not a cartoon
No shirt, tattoos, and war wounds (sexy)
I'm hot but the car
She wet that's a
Been in that water a youngin' you just shark food
Draw McGraw I went to art school
Yeah the lights is bright but I got a fuse
snooze
Been handlin' the game so my thumbs bruised
Ya new girlfriend is old
Yeen' got green and she so blue yeah
Cash Money Records where dreams true
Everything is easy baby leave it up to Baby
Put it in the pot let it steam let it
Now watch it don't burn ya self

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got fire I'm hollering
I got that come and try me and
You can it up and I'm a put you out
You can it up and I'm a put you out

Ridin' by myself well really not
So heavy in the make the car pop-a-wheelie
Who? Weezy Baby or call me Young
My money 360, you 180
Half of the game too
Still on me but I'm bout to wake 'em
Yep! I'm bout to take em to New Orleans and 'em
Yeah hot down here take a walk with Satan yeah
Come on mama let The make ya
Toss ya like a fruit strawberry crape ya
They ball when they can and I'm ballin' by
Addicted to the game like and Peyton
Y'all in a race and me I'm at the line
Been running for too long it's to gimme mine
Straight ya chimney in ya living room is I
allergic to wintertime

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got that fire I'm
I got that fire and try me and
You can it up and I'm a put you out
You can it up and I'm a put you out

I, I, I, got 'em
I, I, I, got 'em
aye aye B
I got 'em
Aye D I got 'em
Aye I got 'em
Don't
I, I, I
Don't
I, I, I
I'm a put you out