Luyện nghe bài hát Fireman

I'm the
Fire, Fa,
I got fire I'm hollering
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

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

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

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

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got that 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 trunk the car pop-a-wheelie
Who? Weezy or call me Young Baby
My 360, you only 180
Half of the too lazy
Still sleepin' on me but I'm bout to 'em
Yep! I'm to take em to New Orleans and bake 'em
Yeah it's hot down take a walk with Satan yeah
on mama let The Carter make ya
Toss ya like a salad strawberry crape ya
ball when they can and I'm ballin' by nature
Addicted to the game like Jordan and
in a race and me I'm at the finish line
Been for too long it's time to gimme mine
Straight down ya chimney in ya room is I
Weezy allergic to

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got that I'm hollering
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

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
worry
I, I, I
Don't
I, I, I
I'm a put you out