Luyện nghe bài hát Fireman (Remix)

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 next cash, he fast
And I don't even a G pass I'm pass that
I'm passin' 'em out now and you have that
And my chain Sam that
Tropical colors you can't match
Gotta be
You catch my gal legs better smash that
be surprise if she ask where the cash at
I see she wearing them jeans that her butt crack
My can't wear that 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 rekindle the
She the name
It's Weezy January December the same
gimme that brain
Mama that gut
I'm the fireman
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 the Birdman junior
too long teachers put away ya rulers
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 a youngin' you just shark food
Draw McGraw I went to art school
Yeah the is bright but I got a short fuse
snooze
Been the game so long my thumbs bruised
Ya new is old news
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 watch it don't burn ya self

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

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

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