Luyện nghe bài hát I'm On Fire

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

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

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

K.R.I.T:]
I got a coated fetish, hoe dont you forget it
But big big big let me wet it, its that K-R-I-T stay me
We can go get dough, then we mind if you show me dime
I promise you let go
I got an old school and that big
If it aint on chrome than it me
And my mouthpiece colder than the ice
Call me father Winter in the peak of summer I December
Breaking backs as they cracking
If that's your than she can't remember
I her wood, she holla timber
And the I play the sum or attention
Television of a player with an intention to be
I hate to mention?
Back again, one time for the buck niggas
And the thorough bread won't f-ck with 'em
And hanged on I stuck with 'em
I got time to waste hoe
Didn't have shit now I make more than I can count
Keep the thorough shaking what the Good Lord gave 'em
You chick ass been a
We live from the underground
Aint changed to me
I put it down the south, and body everything these lames claim to be
Young