Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On Fire

Look, I my own decisions
Learn my own mistakes
My enemies they beef but don't know what's at stake
I started out with nothing, just a and some hope
I fiend for the riches like them crackheads for the dope
I went from freeze tag to some weed bags
To a of hoes juggling my bean bag
I went spin the bottle to kiss the model
To 3 more seconds we gone find out if she or swallows
I it's a recession, while you hardly survive
The hardest decision of my day is car I'ma drive
Roll's Royce Phantom, maybe the Ac'
Or the Ferrari the way it fold back
aint no 760, bitch this an Alpiner
Custom kicks lips as deep as vagina
And women lost for words, guess they know English
No matter what language they they all know dinglish

Don't you with this blunt in my hand
(I'm fire) smoke smoke smoke
And you understand with the World in my hand
If I the shit
Don't you understand this blunt in my hand
(I'm fire) smoke smoke sumthin;
And don't you understand the World in my hand
If I the shit

Now as the turns spinning on its axis
My dick be women's lips like chapstick
say it's cold on the outside
So like a dentist I'm tryna keep the mouth
Reminiscing on my on the southside
I made leak and I aint talkin' 'bout no housewives
From canned tuna, to shoe hills with puma
From women "hey chris" to "GODDAMN LUDA!"
playing slap box to making the 'Lac drop
To neighbors swear I'm selling crack rock
Eyes so low they think I'm Asian I'm blazing
Cause purples on my chest like I'm playing for the Ravens
Cadillac Devilles still till the tires flat
Not from Arizona but I swear I want that diamond
Sunroof tar, wood grain
I for millions, ya'll would never get the same deal

K.R.I.T:]
I got a candy coated fetish, hoe you forget it
But big big big let me wet it, its that K-R-I-T besides me
We can go get this dough, then we mind if you show me
I you won't let go
I got an old school and that big
If it on chrome than it aint me
And my mouthpiece than the ice season
Call me father Winter in the peak of summer I spit
Breaking backs as they cracking
If that's your bitch she can't remember
I give her wood, she holla
And the paint I the sum or attention
of a player with an intention to be rich?
Well I to mention?
Back again, one time for the buck niggas
And the thorough bread won't f-ck with 'em
And hanged on cause I stuck 'em
I aint got time to hoe
Didn't have shit now I make than I can barely count
Keep the thorough bread shaking what the Good gave 'em
You ass been a bounce
We still from the underground
Aint nothing to me
I put it down from the south, and everything these lames claim to be
Young