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 fuckin' with me man, Heatman
Ski Mask spending next weeks cash, he
And I don't even need a G I'm pass that
I'm passin' 'em out now and you can't have
And my Toucan Sam that
Tropical you can't match that
be abstract
You my gal legs open better smash that
Don't be surprise if she ask the cash at
I see she wearing jeans that show her butt crack
My girls can't wear that why that's my stash at
I put my mack down where you lack at
She need her and I'm a wax that
I the flame
She remember the
It's Weezy January December the same
Mama gimme brain
gimme that gut
Cause I'm the
You hear the

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got that fire I'm
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 the Birdman junior
Money too teachers put away ya rulers
Raw not a cartoon
No shirt, tattoos, and war wounds (sexy)
I'm hot but the car
She wet that's a
Been in that water since a youngin' you shark food
Quick McGraw I went to art school
Yeah the lights is bright but I got a fuse
Don't
Been handlin' the game so my thumbs bruised
Ya new girlfriend is old
Yeen' got enough green and she so yeah
Cash Money where dreams come true
is easy baby leave it up to Weezy Baby
Put it in the pot let it let it brew
Now watch it melt don't burn ya

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got that I'm hollering
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

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

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got that I'm hollering
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

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