Luyện nghe bài hát Fireman (Remix)

I'm the
Fire, Fa,
I got that 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

Ain't nobody fuckin' me man, Heatman
Ski Mask spending next weeks cash, he
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 Toucan Sam
Tropical colors you can't 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 wear that why that's my stash at
I put my mack down that's 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 that
Mama gimme gut
Cause I'm the
You the firetruck

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

Fresh on it's 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 Draw McGraw I to art school
Yeah the lights is bright but I got a fuse
Don't
Been handlin' the game so my thumbs bruised
Ya new is old news
Yeen' got enough green and she so yeah
Cash Money where dreams come true
is easy baby leave it up to Weezy Baby
Put it in the pot let it steam let it
Now watch it melt don't ya self

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

Ridin' by well really not really
So in the trunk make the car pop-a-wheelie
Who? Weezy or call me Young Baby
My money 360, you 180
Half of the 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 take a walk Satan yeah
Come on mama let The make ya
Toss ya like a fruit salad strawberry ya
They ball they can and I'm ballin' by nature
Addicted to the game like and Peyton
Y'all in a race and me I'm at the line
Been running for too long it's time to mine
down ya chimney in ya living room is I
Weezy to wintertime

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got that 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

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