Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Hazard

Who the fuck you think you fuckin with im a fuckin
Ring the fuckin fire here come the money burners
my burnin, my money burnin, my money burnin
You see my burnin, money burnin money burnin
You see the bitch

When it come to bitches im still a backbreaker
let the vocals get the pussy, let the track her
ties on the rims skinny but they fat
im fresh out bitch, its time to stack paper
port of my Chevy still candy
My chopper still i empty it gladly
Never Hollywood even I got it good
I aint got a goon, but it somebody gotta do it
Last week You may have heard we got into it
Now the boy missin bitch you heard how them do it (2x)

Im a brick which is my signature dish
to feed all my niggas this Columbian fish
Yellow tail, red snapper, chopper, gold yatch master
Got em brought to who movin all the raw
With pink diamond (?) I saw before
when that chopper clap it drop like a trey
stray dog ass wanna give me rabies
when your pockets fat them bitches in heat
them niggas trap clothes, we stay and eat
them fire hazards when they got them choppers on em
Fuck stopper, better call em helicopters on em
Definition of 187
Represent your side only go to heaven
Never even though I got it good
I aint goon, But fuck it somebody gotta do it

I grew up watching columbian drug
who ever knew i afford cologne by Tom Ford
to Hawaii with Diddy on concords
quarter milli in the bitch pretty as Appolonia
I got a feelin Fuckin Feds watchin me
At this only the goverment could stop me
20 in Four years its a Mobilary
Bon Jovi in this bitch for everybody
Ricky Ross, Rick Flair, Black watch, Brick
Hollywood even though I got it good
I aint got a goon but it somebody gotta do it