Luyện nghe bài hát Fireman

I'm the
Fire, Fa,
I got that fire I'm
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 nobody fuckin' with me man,
Ski spending next weeks cash, he fast
And I don't even need a G pass I'm that
I'm 'em out now and you can't have that
And my chain Toucan Sam
Tropical you can't match that
Gotta be
You catch my gal legs open better that
be surprise if she ask where the cash at
I see she wearing them jeans that show her butt
My can't wear that why that's where my stash at
I put my mack down where you lack at
She need her candlelit and I'm a wax
I rekindle the
She remember the
It's Weezy Baby January December the
gimme that brain
Mama gimme gut
I'm the fireman
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 campus it's the junior
too long teachers put away ya rulers
Raw not a cartoon
No shirt, tattoos, and some war (sexy)
I'm hot but the car
She wet a carpool
Been in that water since a youngin' you shark food
Quick Draw McGraw I went to art
Yeah the lights is bright but I got a fuse
snooze
Been handlin' the game so my thumbs bruised
Ya new girlfriend is old
Yeen' got enough and she so blue yeah
Cash Money Records where come true
Everything is baby leave it up to Weezy Baby
Put it in the pot let it steam let it
Now watch it don't burn ya self

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

Ridin' by well really not really
So heavy in the trunk make the car
Who? Weezy Baby or call me Young
My money 360, you 180
of the game too lazy
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 down here take a with Satan yeah
Come on mama let The make ya
Toss ya a fruit salad strawberry crape ya
ball when 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 finish
Been for too long it's time to gimme mine
Straight down ya chimney in ya living is I
Weezy allergic to

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

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