Luyện nghe bài hát We're On Fire

Number one
Black Hand, Movado,
Ayo, I do this with my stylin voice
Ayo

See it's the Louboutin pump Don Diva
Get my Kevin Chiles on call me Don
Im in the Zac Posen, strapless the back open
Back locing tossing petals off of Roses

is more gutta, this is more crack
And I aint change, I the same bitch before rap
The only thing that changed is my ass got fat
But my titties been crazy

You aint gotta ask who back, you bitch move back
Had BK on my back, even Shawn couldnt do
I all slow in the S-Class down Classen
Pullin' up in on Nostrand and Patchin'

I six years off, I let 'em have rap
And yall bitches played with it, I came to snatch it back
Put it on the project bench
And made every gangsta nigga a dark-skinned bitch

on fire, we aint stoppin
'Cuz I really, really know whats happenin
on fire, we aint stoppin
Since a chick want a nigga and a

Were on fire, we stoppin
'Cuz I really, really wanna know happenin
Makin paper, money
Since I really, really wanna whats happenin

So wanna bloodclaut this man, bad gal here
Drips out the pussy them na friend gal here
Bitch now the body round here
Big body, kill off every dirty gal roll near

Bitch a shot and fiya
Two shots fiya, fiya, put the pussy pon
Yes Iya, dress fliya, hoppin out the Bentley
On and Empire

Yall rap bitches, I ruin em
My reps for the boostin bitches them bags full of aluminum
One love to Tu and them, Clyde, Shyne and Shoe and
Chaz, Prince and Graff the whole fuckin and them

Cant Scruce and them, Shabar and Dew and them
Kev, Wedge, Draft and BIG I ate with them
know Fox run the block bitches
Its the Fox bitches, for the bitches, murdah

Were on fire, we aint
'Cuz I really, really know whats happenin
Were on fire, we aint
Since a chick want a nigga and a

Were on fire, we stoppin
I really, really wanna know whats happenin
Makin paper, money
Since I really, really wanna whats happenin

Were makin cheese, slowly ease
With small fuck these from the Gz
The goons the land of kings
Her breasts me squeeze all night, she me pleased

You want promote the life and hustle
Now my girls approach you and know boy cant bust
And now its all and they all come sit
Were not nowhere, dont fuck with this

Yes, Fox Im baby and Im still with the hand still
Still in the hood, nigga on the block still
Still in the Benz baby, in the drop still
Im still in the chinchillas, move wit them killas, woah

Besides that I got my hearing
The same attitude like what the fuck you at
Homie, my case is beat, Im still spitting
Who ya know rep it harder than me,

Were on fire, we aint
I really, really wanna know whats happenin
Were on fire, we stoppin
Since a chick want a and a clubbin

Were on fire, we aint
I really, really wanna know whats happenin
Makin paper, stashin
Since I really, really wanna know happenin