Luyện nghe bài hát Fireman (Remix)

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

Ain't fuckin' with me man, Heatman
Ski Mask spending next 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 Sam that
Tropical colors you can't that
Gotta be
You catch my gal legs open better smash
Don't be if she ask where the cash at
I see she wearing them jeans that show her butt
My girls can't wear why that's where my stash at
I put my mack down that's you lack at
She need her candlelit and I'm a wax
I the flame
She the name
It's Weezy January December the same
gimme that brain
Mama gimme gut
I'm the fireman
You the firetruck

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

Fresh on campus it's the junior
Money too long teachers put ya rulers
Raw tune not a
No shirt, tattoos, and some war (sexy)
I'm hot but the car
She wet a carpool
in that water since a youngin' you just shark food
Quick Draw McGraw I went to art
Yeah the is bright but I got a short fuse
Don't
Been 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 true
Everything is baby leave 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 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

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

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