Luyện nghe bài hát Fire Flame Remix

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Fire flame, flame, fire flame
flame, flame, fire flame spitters
Bitch we the business, million dollars
Bitch we the business, hundred million

1 - Lil Wayne]
Fresh out my bid
it's Lil Tunechi
I Lucille Ball, I love Lucy
If niggas dogs, I'm animal cruelty
Don't fuck me at all, because I'm twisted like an a Rubik's cube
Oh my, look how the has flown
And they say time is of the
But what if their is wrong?
But all my will be second
And all my will be gone
I'll have money bags for breakfast smell like bitch I'm cologne
Ha, I'm so relaxed my Gucci flats got a scratch
If you got problems I, well I will fix them cataracts
They say it cost to be the
I paid the price tax
I'm a fire flame spitter
And to me you wax, uh!

[Verse 2 -
In this world with my gun
clip, the red rum
Hundred million dollars, put my down for my son
Spend a little cash, a nigga ass
5 nigga, two mill' on the dash
Yeah, minded
Uptown soldier, you have been
all the time, bitch
Stunting, and we
Diving in deep shit, the money keep
The keep popping
Dom P. Rose, Perrier
bitches see we rocking, the whips we be rocking
Iced up, tatted up, fire

[Verse 3 - Lil
Uh, I got pussy to me
Shotgun in my draws make your woman bite the
Sitting in my hog, my chauffer "to the penthouse"
so deep it's like my money got to swim out
Marley say them, Scoob say fuck them
Bitch I'm still the best overall, like a
Weezy F., F., flame spitter
Hundred million dollars, pocket nigga

4 - Birdman]
See these first flights
We up in the trenches
Nigga want business bitch
We getting it in business
Some ten figure niggas, Blood rich nigga
Fire flame spitters, point nigga
Money and the power, swag out the
nigga, then them pussies running like some cowards
Bigger than nigga, C4 bitch
A hundred dollars, my son born rich