Luyện nghe bài hát Fireman (Remix)

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

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

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
Money too long teachers put ya rulers
Raw tune not a
No shirt, tattoos, and some war (sexy)
I'm hot but the car
She wet a carpool
in that water since a youngin' you just shark food
Quick McGraw I went to art school
Yeah the is bright but I got a short fuse
snooze
Been handlin' the game so long my thumbs
Ya new is old news
got enough green and she so blue yeah
Cash Money Records where come true
Everything is easy baby leave it up to Weezy
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 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

Ridin' by well really not really
So heavy in the make the car pop-a-wheelie
Weezy Baby or call me Young Baby
My money 360, you 180
of the game too lazy
Still on me but I'm bout to wake 'em
Yep! I'm bout to take em to New and bake 'em
Yeah it's hot down here take a with Satan yeah
Come on mama let The Carter ya
Toss ya like a salad strawberry crape ya
ball when they can and I'm ballin' by nature
Addicted to the game like and Peyton
in a race and me I'm at the finish line
Been for too long it's time to gimme mine
Straight down ya in ya living room is I
Weezy allergic to

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