Luyện nghe bài hát Fireman

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

Ain't nobody fuckin' me man, Heatman
Ski Mask spending next weeks cash, he
And I don't need a G pass I'm pass that
I'm passin' 'em out now and you have that
And my chain Sam that
Tropical you can't match that
be abstract
You catch my gal legs open better that
Don't be if she ask where the cash at
I see she wearing them jeans that show her crack
My girls can't that why that's where my stash at
I put my mack down that's you lack at
She her candlelit and I'm a wax that
I rekindle the
She remember the
It's Baby January December the same
Mama gimme that
Mama that gut
I'm the fireman
You the firetruck

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

Fresh on campus the Birdman junior
too long teachers put away ya rulers
Raw tune not a
No shirt, tattoos, and some war (sexy)
I'm hot but the car
She wet that's a
Been in that water since a you just shark food
Draw McGraw I went to art school
Yeah the is bright but I got a short fuse
Don't
Been handlin' the game so long my bruised
Ya new girlfriend is old
Yeen' got enough and she so blue yeah
Cash Records where dreams come true
Everything is easy leave 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 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 really not really
So heavy in the trunk the car pop-a-wheelie
Who? Weezy or call me Young Baby
My money 360, you 180
of the game too lazy
Still sleepin' on me but I'm to wake 'em
Yep! I'm bout to em to New Orleans and bake 'em
Yeah it's hot down here a walk with Satan yeah
on mama let The Carter make ya
Toss ya a fruit salad strawberry crape ya
ball when they can and I'm ballin' by nature
Addicted to the like Jordan and Peyton
Y'all in a race and me I'm at the line
running for too long it's time to gimme mine
Straight down ya in ya living room is I
Weezy to wintertime

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