Luyện nghe bài hát Fireman (Remix)

I'm the
Fire, Fa,
I got that 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 fuckin' with me man, Heatman
Ski Mask spending next weeks cash, he
And I don't need a G pass I'm pass that
I'm 'em out now and you can't have that
And my Toucan Sam that
Tropical colors you match that
be abstract
You catch my gal open better smash that
be surprise if she ask where the cash at
I see she wearing jeans that 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 need her candlelit and I'm a wax
I the flame
She the name
It's Weezy Baby December the same
Mama that brain
Mama that gut
Cause I'm the
You hear the

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got fire 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 it's the Birdman junior
too long teachers 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 that water a youngin' you just shark food
Draw McGraw I went to art school
Yeah the lights is bright but I got a fuse
Don't
Been handlin' the game so long my thumbs
Ya new is old news
got enough green and she so blue yeah
Cash Records where dreams come true
Everything is easy baby it up to Weezy Baby
Put it in the pot let it steam let it
Now watch it melt burn ya self

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

Ridin' by myself really not really
So in the trunk make the car pop-a-wheelie
Who? Baby or call me Young Baby
My 360, you only 180
of the game too lazy
Still sleepin' on me but I'm to wake 'em
Yep! I'm to take em to New Orleans and bake 'em
Yeah hot down here take a walk with Satan yeah
Come on mama let The make ya
Toss ya like a fruit strawberry crape ya
ball when they can and I'm ballin' by nature
Addicted to the like Jordan and Peyton
in a race and me I'm at the finish line
Been running for too long it's time to mine
Straight down ya chimney in ya living is I
allergic 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
Don't
I, I, I
Don't
I, I, I
I'm a put you out