Luyện nghe bài hát Fired Up

The streets is my financial
When I see other people havin' their money, I get
I'm far a hater, that's what I'm not
I'm a congratulator, 'em "I see you" and give 'em props
From my savings in my socks on the block and rocks
beat up by cops to buying mansions on mountaintops
No going to the station getting fingerprinted
The only time I get fingerprinted now is when I close
Still with the activation, still the mannishness, blowin' cannabis
Strains of that blue fertilized in that bat boo-boo
That there guano or maybe them chicken
Girl Scout and gorilla glue crossing
Some can't comprehend I'm saying 'cause they way out of touch
And they square as a box of Fruity Pebbles and Cocoa
Out the loop like a hula hoop, get game from the 'net
I get my game the soil, the turf, the trenches, the set
on me in the club, yeah, I'm plyered up
Talk shit, get hit, jaw up
Roll another 'wood up, I ain't high
Where the bottles at? We here tryna up
(We finna get this fired up)
up, fired up, fired up
(We finna get this fired up)
Fired up, fired up, up
(We finna get this muthafucka up)
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I'mma it do what it do
My nigga, I know about you
But I'm my business like a Jew
My diamonds be and pokin' out like a titty nipple
The way I be dressin' is fly for a bigger niggro
Too blessed to be stressin', I reckon, life is a
Plead the fifth, no and I'm too thorough to snitch
Trapflix, rollin' a spliff in the afternoon
On the couch in the living room with my lady on Blue
I stay timin', I'm a tycoon, like my vodka out soon
I ain't lying, I do, I'm a factor, you could be too
BIATCH!
on me in the club, yeah, I'm plyered up
Talk shit, get hit, jaw up
Roll another 'wood up, I ain't enough
the bottles at? We here tryna fire up
(We finna get this muthafucka up)
up, fired up, fired up
(We finna get this fired up)
Fired up, fired up, up
(We get this muthafucka fired up)
Financials used to be ugly but now gorgeous and lovely
my paper was injured it made a speedy recovery
They say I'm short-tempered, I'll shoot you in your artery
I'm begging you, asking you not to try me or me
is my turf and my soil, gravel or property
And suckas and haters is hella bad for the economy
I go bad on these and I don't do no apology
Razor-sharp like a and I believe in astrology
Loyalty, not dishonesty, THC, I broccoli
I'm a in the game, I'm tryin' to build a monopoly
I want the money, fuck the fame, so me off somethin' properly
And you can find me getting high and drinking on the balcony
BIATCH!
on me in the club, yeah, I'm plyered up
Talk shit, get hit, jaw up
Roll another 'wood up, I high enough
Where the bottles at? We here tryna up
(We finna get this fired up)
Fired up, up, fired up
(We finna get this fired up)
Fired up, up, fired up
(We finna get this muthafucka up)
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