Luyện nghe bài hát Firewater

That's how the side gets down, word up

4:30 in the morning, Mira, you know what I mean,
Let's get money sorted and counted, word
what I mean, dame te culo mami
Give me my back, Mira, hey yo
Fat Joe and them is here now,
like marbles, collects diamonds
The remix, add on son, politic for the real

We get knots, like who own Marriotts
Blast shots for all my niggas who splash
The rich Corleone is here, thousand and one
Corner son, a jack, you be a goner

Yo, this rap like Napoleon
Half-Mongolian, it, you owe me in
'em like linoleum, yeah
Lex, diamonds, like you rhymin'
929'n, glass, time to play that ass
Whirlwinds of French, movin' intense
to pull again, release the shell

Well, make 'em yell again, so sleek but be maxin' in suites
Countin' your paper and countin' sheeps
Hittin' your chick in
Miraculously, attack your faculty, who wanna me?
You jack mack, kidnap 'em for
What? You got heat, you pop those
We movin' like gestapos, underground potholes

That rock those, much land
Chrome rims, sippin'
Who lovely, half a brick to cover me
So dissin' me, come on now listen G, a dime I'm a key
Thun, straight out of Sicily, now, back to the stash crib
Joey Crack baggin' up cracks, one love, 'em Jeep bags, Kid

We get knots, like stockbrokers who own
Blast for all my niggas who splash cops
The rich Corleone camp is here, and one
Corner son, a jack, you be a goner

Word, life, I'll be the
Who the witnesses, crack's the wickedest
Run up in your crib, blast your
no myth in this, shit's official
I'll pistol-whip you my Smith and Wesson
'Cuz my investin' was rappers to heaven
me an erection
You need protection from the smooth

Who really moves at action, mothafuckas
Execution fashion, now the fat one that you love to hate
Catch you at your mother's wake, you
Then wack you with my snub 38
It doesn't take much to make me
Look at my face and definite lose breath
Truck, my face is

You want to test this, so
I'll one call and have the whole WU comin' on the ferry
I'm very dangerous and well
I puff an L Method, then try to
who's next to fill his neck slit
So respected and the boss, retired your lost
Wu Tang, your terror squad, vaya con

We get knots, like who own Marriotts
shots for all my niggas who splash cops
The rich Corleone camp is here, and one
Corner son, fake a jack, you be a

You guys guys like us
Guys like us, disgust like
You cuss and claim a
You lust for a part of us, you thrust but can't
Plus we far from any type of fellas you can
Put the on the mic, I biz
Press to your chest, sound like sweat on my
having sex, tight-ass flex
Pretty Pocahontas sweet, like my new Tek

Sis' got curves a GS, 300 Lex
My 95% alcohol, 5% cancer
diamonds, Getty, Lucci, blaze it up like Bonanza
Catch me in the cut, G's is burnin' my gut
As I remember my au trois was mired by sluts
I questionmark heart, punctuate your fate
All version predicates, done as well as you pronunciate
In the [unverified], gonna break you off the isle
(West)
Take C.O.s hostage Arab style, no

We get knots, like stockbrokers who own
Blast for all my niggas who splash cops
The rich Corleone camp is here, and one
son, fake a jack, you be a goner

Yo, I'm all about and enterprisin'
Advisin' financial advisors on franchisin' the than horizons
Divicin' with master minders
Movin' on a stash of
First we get the cash, then we laugh like
get me wrong I'm a funny bastard
But when it come to money, son, I'm not the one to with
I'm after for what cash can me brothers
Me and my lovers blast and laugh at hyenas

Back to Ringling Brothers believe them
the best, yet, and still
I'm investin' mils on a over lunch
Puffin' on a Chesterfield, who to test
The scandalous
I'm at the in Los Angeles
Plannin' hits with an anonymous
Spanish kids, close to God, like
Choppin' up and makin' sandwiches

Big shout to my man Raekwon, is bond