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

nobody fuckin' with me man, Heatman
Ski Mask spending next weeks cash, he
And I don't even need a G pass I'm pass
I'm passin' 'em out now and you have that
And my chain Sam that
colors you can't match that
Gotta be
You catch my gal legs open better that
Don't be surprise if she ask the cash at
I see she wearing jeans that show her butt crack
My girls can't that why that's where my stash at
I put my mack down that's where you at
She need her candlelit and I'm a wax
I the flame
She the name
It's Weezy January December the same
Mama gimme that
Mama gimme gut
Cause I'm the
You hear the

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

Fresh on campus the Birdman junior
Money too long 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 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 so long my thumbs bruised
Ya new is old news
Yeen' got enough green and she so blue
Cash Money Records where come true
Everything is easy baby leave it up to Baby
Put it in the pot let it let it brew
Now watch it melt don't 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 make the car
Who? Baby or call me Young Baby
My 360, you only 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
Come on let The Carter make ya
Toss ya like a fruit strawberry crape ya
They ball when can and I'm ballin' by nature
to the game like Jordan and Peyton
Y'all in a race and me I'm at the finish
Been for too long it's time to gimme mine
Straight ya chimney in ya living room is I
Weezy allergic to

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

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