Luyện nghe bài hát We're On Fire

Number one
Hand, Movado, gangsta
Ayo, I gotta do this my stylin voice
Ayo

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

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

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

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

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

Were on fire, we stoppin
'Cuz I really, really wanna know whats
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 'bout
Bitch now the body sting here
Big star body, off every dirty gal roll near

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

Yall rap bitches, I will em
My reps for the bitches with them bags full of aluminum
One love to Tu and them, Clyde, and Shoe and them
Chaz, Prince and the whole fuckin crew and them

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Were on fire, we stoppin
'Cuz I really, wanna know whats happenin
Were on fire, we stoppin
Since a want a nigga and a clubbin

Were on fire, we aint
'Cuz I really, really wanna know whats
paper, money stashin
Since I really, really wanna know whats