Luyện nghe bài hát On Fire

1]
I'm hot goddamn, brown Trans Am, I'm on
Loud as Cham', standing in the trap these loud ass jems
Loud ass pipes, around these ass rims
God, God, look at my garage, Maserati
I can't see floors, is no facade
Bitches go
Thousand we call that a banjo or a yard
My paint keep falling, wet, wet
"Shoulder Lean" money, I'm balling
Got them soldiers in platoon, on balloon
Stack my money up and take a to the moon
AK in the freezer, but my is in the room
When I get with hoes, first we pop it then we zoom.
The in the room, you know I won't lie
You know I'm sitting tall, you know I'm on

Call me Young Dro Because I'm on fire
Ball if you want, shawty don't try
Players live once, everybody going to die
So whatever shawty want, you know shawty to buy
Aye, but on fa, fa, fa, on fire
Shawty on fa, fa, fa, on
Shawty on fa, fa, fa, on
on fa, fa, fa, on fire
Call me Young Dro because I'm on fire (X4)

2]
I am Young Dro, you telling me?
Pocket full of celery, I how to be a player
I am Bill Bellamy, nigga run up on me wrong know I get a
Dead fresh in the club, damn who the is he?
Fellas be trying see my cars like my Automart
Rovers in the crowd and I know how to call them up
I'ma a hundred cars, race them up, paid them up
Paint the Rica grey in March, Blue in April, dimes in the stable
Gators I'ma blow out
Tell the bitches if they don't behave I'ma them out
Drop top probable, make it rain on the
Grand king got a mafia, nigga what's popping?
I'm a beast, soon as I hit release
Pop your open like the doors
Dro I'm the "Best Thang Smokin''
On fire, on fire, on fire, on

3]
Riding down Edgecombe, I just left
Chickens at the restaurant, chickens in my trunk
Classic, super straight, Dro you cannot
Nigga you ain't till you sold it out the Super 8
Traveloid, super cake, do a hundred up
Super strong kush got them coughing the swap meet
(Incomprehensible)
Dro you say you a million on the jewelry
Who you lying to? Try
I will suffocate and bust the K
Show them how to cultivate, and buy a house with state
Plus I say I'm real the hustle I multicate
they start biting, I require y'all muzzle they
Mouth is doubt me, eight mile high
Grand Hustle y'all know what I'm about bitch