Luyện nghe bài hát Fired Up

The streets is my financial
When I see people havin' their money, I get inspired
I'm far from a hater, 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
Getting beat up by to buying mansions on mountaintops
No more to the station getting fingerprinted
The only time I get fingerprinted now is when I escrow
Still the activation, still with the mannishness, blowin' cannabis
Strains of that cookie blue in that bat boo-boo
That there guano or maybe chicken droppings
Scout cookie and gorilla glue crossing
Some comprehend what I'm saying 'cause they way out of touch
And they square as a box of Fruity and Cocoa Puffs
Out the loop like a hula hoop, get they 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 high enough
Where the bottles at? We here tryna up
(We finna get this muthafucka up)
up, fired up, fired up
(We finna get muthafucka fired up)
up, fired up, fired up
(We finna get this muthafucka up)
UH!
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I'mma make it do it do
My nigga, I know about you
But I'm about my like a Jew
My diamonds be flexin' and out like a titty nipple
The way I be dressin' is kinda fly for a bigger
Too to be stressin', I reckon, life is a bitch
Plead the fifth, no and I'm too thorough to snitch
Trapflix, rollin' a spliff in the afternoon
On the couch in the room with my lady on Blue Lagoon
I stay timin', I'm a tycoon, like my vodka coming out
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 high enough
Where the bottles at? We here tryna up
(We get this muthafucka fired up)
Fired up, up, fired up
(We finna get this muthafucka up)
Fired up, up, fired up
(We finna get muthafucka fired up)
Financials used to be ugly but now they and lovely
When my was injured it made a speedy recovery
They say I'm short-tempered, I'll shoot you right in artery
I'm you, asking you not to try me or bother me
is my turf and my soil, gravel or property
And these suckas and haters is hella bad for the
I go bad on these batches and I do no apology
Razor-sharp like a cactus and I believe in
Loyalty, not dishonesty, THC, I broccoli
I'm a fixture in the game, I'm tryin' to a monopoly
I want the money, the fame, so break 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 ain't enough
Where the bottles at? We here tryna up
(We finna get muthafucka fired up)
Fired up, up, fired up
(We finna get muthafucka fired up)
up, fired up, fired up
(We finna get muthafucka fired up)
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