Luyện nghe bài hát Fireman (Remix)

I'm the
Fire, Fa,
I got fire I'm hollering
I got fire come and try me and
You can it up and I'm a put you out
You can it up and I'm a put you out

Ain't nobody fuckin' with me man,
Ski spending next weeks cash, he fast
And I don't even a G pass I'm pass that
I'm passin' 'em out now and you can't have
And my chain Sam that
Tropical colors you can't match
be abstract
You catch my gal legs open smash that
be surprise if she ask where the cash at
I see she wearing them jeans show her butt crack
My girls wear that why that's where my stash at
I put my mack that's where you lack at
She her candlelit and I'm a wax that
I rekindle the
She the name
It's Weezy Baby January December the
Mama gimme brain
gimme that gut
I'm the fireman
You the firetruck

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got fire I'm hollering
I got fire come and try me and
You can it up and I'm a put you out
You can it up and I'm a put you out

Fresh on campus it's the Birdman
Money too long put away ya rulers
Raw tune not a
No shirt, tattoos, and some war (sexy)
I'm hot but the car
She wet a carpool
Been in that since a youngin' you just shark food
Draw McGraw I went to art school
Yeah the lights is bright but I got a fuse
snooze
Been handlin' the so long my thumbs bruised
Ya new girlfriend is old
Yeen' got enough green and she so blue
Cash Money Records where come true
Everything is easy baby leave it up to Baby
Put it in the pot let it let it brew
Now it melt don't burn ya self

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got that fire I'm
I got that fire and try me and
You can it up and I'm a put you out
You can it up and I'm a put you out

Ridin' by well really not really
So heavy in the make the car pop-a-wheelie
Who? Baby or call me Young Baby
My 360, you only 180
Half of the too lazy
Still sleepin' on me but I'm bout to 'em
Yep! I'm bout to em to New Orleans and bake 'em
Yeah it's hot here take a walk with Satan yeah
Come on mama let The make ya
Toss ya like a fruit salad strawberry ya
They ball when they can and I'm ballin' by
Addicted to the like Jordan and Peyton
Y'all in a and me I'm at the finish line
Been for too long it's time to gimme mine
down ya chimney in ya living room is I
Weezy allergic to

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got fire I'm hollering
I got that come and try me and
You can it up and I'm a put you out
You can it up and I'm a put you out

I, I, I, got 'em
I, I, I, got 'em
aye aye B
I got 'em
Aye D I got 'em
Aye I got 'em
worry
I, I, I
Don't
I, I, I
I'm a put you out