Luyện nghe bài hát Fireman

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

Ain't nobody fuckin' me man, Heatman
Ski Mask spending weeks cash, he fast
And I even need a G pass I'm pass that
I'm passin' 'em out now and you can't have
And my chain Toucan Sam
Tropical colors you can't match
be abstract
You catch my gal open better smash that
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 why that's where my stash at
I put my mack down that's where you at
She her candlelit and I'm a wax that
I the flame
She remember the
It's Weezy Baby January December the
gimme that brain
Mama gimme gut
I'm the fireman
You the firetruck

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

Fresh on campus it's the junior
Money too long teachers put away ya
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 shark
Quick McGraw I went to art school
Yeah the lights is but I got a short fuse
Don't
Been handlin' the so long my thumbs bruised
Ya new girlfriend is old
Yeen' got enough green and she so yeah
Cash Records where dreams come true
Everything is easy baby leave it up to Weezy
Put it in the pot let it steam let it
Now it melt don't burn ya self

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

Ridin' by myself really not really
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 to take em to New Orleans and bake 'em
Yeah it's hot here take a walk with Satan yeah
Come on mama let The Carter ya
Toss ya a fruit salad strawberry crape ya
They ball they can and I'm ballin' 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 mine
Straight down ya chimney in ya living is I
Weezy allergic to

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

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