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

Ain't fuckin' with me man, Heatman
Ski Mask spending next weeks cash, he
And I don't even a G pass I'm pass that
I'm passin' 'em out now and you can't have
And my chain Toucan Sam
colors you can't match that
Gotta be
You catch my gal open better smash that
Don't be if she ask where the cash at
I see she wearing them jeans that show her butt
My girls can't wear that why that's where my at
I put my mack down that's where you at
She need her candlelit and I'm a wax
I rekindle the
She the name
It's Weezy Baby January December the
Mama that brain
Mama gimme gut
Cause I'm the
You hear the

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got that fire I'm
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 it's the Birdman
Money too long put away ya rulers
Raw tune not a
No shirt, tattoos, and war wounds (sexy)
I'm hot but the car
She wet a carpool
Been in water since a youngin' you just shark food
Quick Draw I went to art school
Yeah the lights is bright but I got a short
snooze
Been handlin' the so long my thumbs bruised
Ya new is old news
Yeen' got green and she so blue yeah
Cash Records where dreams come true
Everything is baby leave it up to Weezy Baby
Put it in the pot let it steam let it
Now watch it melt don't ya self

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

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

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