Luyện nghe bài hát Fireman (Remix)

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

Ain't nobody with me man, Heatman
Ski Mask next weeks cash, he fast
And I don't even need a G pass I'm pass
I'm passin' 'em out now and you can't have
And my chain Sam that
Tropical you can't match that
Gotta be
You catch my gal legs open smash that
Don't be surprise if she ask the cash at
I see she wearing them jeans show her butt crack
My girls can't wear that why that's where my at
I put my mack down where you lack at
She her candlelit and I'm a wax that
I rekindle the
She remember the
It's Weezy Baby January December the
Mama gimme that
Mama gimme 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 it's the junior
Money too teachers put away ya rulers
Raw tune not a
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 just shark
Quick Draw McGraw I went to art
Yeah the lights is but I got a short fuse
Don't
Been handlin' the so long my thumbs bruised
Ya new girlfriend is old
Yeen' got enough green and she so yeah
Cash Money Records dreams come true
Everything is easy baby it up to Weezy Baby
Put it in the pot let it steam let it
Now watch it melt don't burn ya

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got fire 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

Ridin' by myself really not really
So heavy in the make the car pop-a-wheelie
Weezy Baby or call me Young Baby
My money 360, you 180
of the game too lazy
Still sleepin' on me but I'm to wake 'em
Yep! I'm bout to em to New Orleans and bake 'em
Yeah it's hot down here a walk with Satan yeah
Come on let The Carter make ya
ya like a fruit salad strawberry crape ya
They ball when they can and I'm by nature
Addicted to the game Jordan and Peyton
in a race and me I'm at the finish line
Been for too long it's time 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 that 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
Don't
I, I, I
worry
I, I, I
I'm a put you out