Luyện nghe bài hát We're On Fire

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

See the Louboutin leather pump Don Diva
Get my Kevin on call me Don Diva
Im in the Zac Posen, strapless with the back
Back locing tossing petals off of Black

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Were makin cheese, slowly with
With fuck these easily from the Gz
The goons from the of kings
Her breasts me all night, she make me pleased

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

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

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

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

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