Luyện nghe bài hát Fireman

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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
worry
I, I, I
I'm a put you out