Luyện nghe bài hát Fireman (Remix)

I'm the
Fire, Fa,
I got that 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

nobody fuckin' with me man, Heatman
Ski Mask spending weeks cash, he fast
And I don't need a G pass I'm pass that
I'm passin' 'em out now and you can't have
And my chain Toucan Sam
Tropical colors you can't that
be abstract
You catch my gal open better smash that
Don't be surprise if she ask where the at
I see she wearing them that show her butt crack
My girls can't wear why that's where my stash at
I put my mack down that's where you at
She need her candlelit and I'm a wax
I rekindle the
She remember the
It's Baby January December the same
Mama gimme brain
gimme that gut
Cause I'm the
You hear the

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got that I'm hollering
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

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

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got that 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

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

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got that I'm hollering
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

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