Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Hazard

Who the fuck you think you fuckin with im a fuckin
Ring the fuckin fire alarm come the money burners
my burnin, my money burnin, my money burnin
You see my money burnin, money burnin money
You see the bitch

When it come to these bitches im still a
let the vocals get the pussy, let the track her
ties on the skinny but they fat paper
like im fresh out bitch, its time to paper
port of Miami my Chevy candy
My chopper still fully i it gladly
Never Hollywood even I got it good
I aint got a goon, but it somebody gotta do it
Last week You may have heard we got into it
Now the boy missin you heard how them Gotti's do it (2x)

Im cooking a which is my signature dish
time to feed all my niggas Columbian fish
Yellow tail, red snapper, wood chopper, gold master
Got em brought to who movin all the raw
pink diamond (?) I never saw before
when that chopper clap it drop a trey beat
stray dog ass bitches wanna me rabies
when your fat them bitches stay in heat
them trap clothes, we gonna stay and eat
them boys fire hazards when they got them on em
Fuck stopper, better call em helicopters on em
of slidin 187
Represent your side only go to heaven
Never Hollywood though I got it good
I aint gotta goon, But fuck it somebody do it

I up watching columbian drug lords
who ever knew i would cologne by Tom Ford
trips to Hawaii with Diddy on
milli in the Louis bitch pretty as Appolonia
I got a funny feelin Fuckin Feds me
At this point only the could stop me
20 in Four years its a Mobilary
Bon Jovi in this bitch blow for
Ross, Rick Flair, Black watch, Brick Fair
Never Hollywood even I got it good
I got a goon but Fuck it somebody gotta do it