Luyện nghe bài hát On Fire

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

Call me Young Dro Because I'm on fire
Ball if you want, please shawty try
Players live once, everybody going to die
So whatever shawty want, you know shawty to buy
Aye, but shawty on fa, fa, fa, on
Shawty on fa, fa, fa, on
Shawty on fa, fa, fa, on
Shawty on fa, fa, fa, on
Call me Young Dro I'm smoking on fire (X4)

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

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