Luyện nghe bài hát Fireman (Remix)

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 with me man, Heatman
Ski Mask spending next cash, he fast
And I don't need a G pass I'm pass that
I'm 'em out now and you can't have that
And my chain Sam that
Tropical colors you can't that
be abstract
You catch my gal legs open better that
Don't be if she ask where the cash at
I see she wearing them jeans that show her butt
My girls can't that why that's where my stash at
I put my mack down that's you lack at
She need her and I'm a wax that
I the flame
She the name
Weezy Baby January December the same
Mama that brain
Mama that gut
I'm the fireman
You the firetruck

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

Fresh on it's the Birdman junior
Money too long 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
in that water since a youngin' you just shark food
Quick McGraw I went to art school
Yeah the lights is bright but I got a fuse
snooze
Been handlin' the game so long my bruised
Ya new girlfriend is old
got enough green and she so blue yeah
Cash Money Records where come true
Everything is easy baby leave it up to Weezy
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 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

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

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

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
Don't
I, I, I
I'm a put you out