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 with me man, Heatman
Ski Mask next weeks cash, he fast
And I don't even a G pass I'm pass that
I'm passin' 'em out now and you can't that
And my chain Sam that
Tropical colors you can't match
be abstract
You catch my gal legs open better that
Don't be surprise if she ask where the at
I see she wearing them that show her butt crack
My girls can't that why that's where my stash at
I put my mack that's where you lack at
She need her and I'm a wax that
I rekindle the
She remember the
It's Weezy Baby January the same
Mama gimme brain
Mama gimme gut
I'm the fireman
You the firetruck

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

Fresh on campus it's the junior
Money too long teachers put ya rulers
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
Quick Draw I went to art school
Yeah the is bright but I got a short fuse
Don't
Been the game so long my thumbs bruised
Ya new girlfriend is old
Yeen' got enough green and she so blue
Money Records 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 don't burn ya self

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

Ridin' by well really not really
So heavy in the trunk make the car
Who? Weezy or call me Young Baby
My money 360, you 180
Half of the game too
Still sleepin' on me but I'm bout to 'em
Yep! I'm bout to take em to New and bake 'em
Yeah hot down here take a walk with Satan yeah
Come on mama let The make ya
ya like a fruit salad strawberry crape ya
They ball when they can and I'm by nature
Addicted to the like Jordan and Peyton
in a race 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 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

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