Luyện nghe bài hát We're On Fire

Number one
Hand, Movado, gangsta
Ayo, I gotta do with my stylin voice
Ayo

See it's the Louboutin pump Don Diva
Get my Kevin on call me Don Diva
Im in the Zac Posen, strapless with the open
Back tossing petals off of Black Roses

This is more gutta, this is more
And I aint change, I been the bitch before rap
The thing that changed is my ass got more fat
But my titties been crazy

You aint gotta ask who back, you soft bitch back
Had BK on my back, even Shawn couldnt do
I cruise all slow in the down Classen
Pullin' up in traffic on and Patchin'

I took six off, I let 'em have rap
And yall bitches played with it, I to snatch it back then
Put it on the project bench
And made gangsta nigga want a dark-skinned bitch

Were on fire, we stoppin
I really, really wanna know whats happenin
Were on fire, we aint
Since a chick want a nigga and a

Were on fire, we stoppin
'Cuz I really, really wanna know happenin
paper, money stashin
Since I really, really know whats happenin

So wanna bloodclaut this man, bad gal 'bout
Drips out the pussy them na friend gal here
Bitch now the body round here
Big star body, kill off every gal roll near

Bitch bust a and fiya
Two shots fiya, fiya, put the pussy pon
Yes Iya, dress fliya, hoppin out the Bentley
On Flatbush and

Yall rap bitches, I ruin em
My reps for the boostin bitches with bags full of aluminum
One to Tu and them, Clyde, Shyne and Shoe and them
Chaz, and Graff the whole fuckin crew and them

Cant forget and them, Shabar and Dew and them
Kev, Wedge, Draft and BIG I ate food them
Yall know Fox run the bitches
Its the Fox bitches, for the bloodclaut bitches,

on fire, we aint stoppin
'Cuz I really, really wanna know happenin
on fire, we aint stoppin
Since a chick want a nigga and a

Were on fire, we stoppin
'Cuz I really, wanna know whats happenin
Makin paper, money
Since I really, really wanna whats happenin

Were cheese, slowly with ease
With small fuck these easily the Gz
The from the land of kings
Her breasts me all night, she make me pleased

You promote the gangsta life and hustle
Now my approach you and know boy cant bust with
And now its all fine and all come sit
Were not goin nowhere, dont fuck with

Yes, Fox Im back baby and Im still the hand still
Still in the hood, still on the block still
Still in the Benz baby, still in the drop
Im still in the chinchillas, still move wit killas, woah

Besides that I got my back
The same attitude like what the you staring at
Homie, my case is beat, Im spitting heat
Who ya know rep it harder than me,

Were on fire, we aint
'Cuz I really, really wanna know happenin
Were on fire, we aint
Since a chick want a and a clubbin

on fire, we aint stoppin
'Cuz I really, really know whats happenin
Makin paper, money
Since I really, really wanna know whats