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Fire, burn, baby, burn |
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Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn |
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Yeah, we got that fire, burn, baby, burn |
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Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn |
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The roof, the roof, the roof |
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Better heat ya block with heat so hot |
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The roof, the roof, the roof |
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Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not |
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The roof, the roof, the roof |
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Better heat ya block with heat so hot |
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The roof, the roof, the roof |
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Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not |
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Anywhere you wanna do it, nigga |
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We can get it poppin' like a firecracker but |
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I'm wildI get at cha, hit a nigga like a tractor, collapse ya, thrash ya |
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Rat-a-tat ya, matter of fact ya dead |
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Never comin' back here, sendin' out last year |
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Took a look at the competition, there was none there |
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So a nigga hit the hood, let it rumble in the streets |
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To let everybody know, we keep heat |
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Nigga got that fire, fire baby, got that fire fire baby |
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Got that fire, fire, baby, got that fire, fire, baby |
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Got that fire, fire, baby, got that fire, fire, baby |
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Got that fire, fire, baby, got that fire, fire, baby |
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Try to test me and |
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I bet you get burned |
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And at the same time learn, that |
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I'm not that nigga |
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Nigga on it for reala, you wanna deal with the killa |
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Give the scrilla to me, really, |
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I get 'em, |
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I get up in 'em |
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They betta be able to handle the heat' |
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Cause we gon' take it to a million degrees! |
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Somebody betta go and call the fire department |
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Them Bone niggaz all knock shit on fire |
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Fire, burn, baby, burn |
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Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn |
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Yeah, we got that fire, burn, baby, burn |
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Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn |
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The roof, the roof, the roof |
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Better heat ya block with heat so hot |
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The roof, the roof, the roof |
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Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not |
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The roof, the roof, the roof |
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Better heat ya block with heat so hot |
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The roof, the roof, the roof |
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Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not |
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Lil' L-Burna finna burn it up |
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We got 'em runnin' to the radio to turn it up |
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Like 'Is it really them thugs?' |
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Yeah nigga this us |
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And when we come with the heat, we gon' burn ya up |
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Finna do damage cause |
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I'm a certified criminal |
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I know it's illegal, but |
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I'ma leave a nigga critical |
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Put the gun down, nigga we can get physical |
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Bullshit, tricked ya bang! |
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You invisible |
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Disappear like the rest of these niggaz that are turnin' to ghosts' |
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Cause they can't come close to the original nine-nine |
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You know where to find mine, |
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I'm strapped with a four-five |
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I'm posted with that |
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Fire, fire, baby, that fire, fire, baby |
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That fire, fire, baby, that fire, fire, baby |
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I ain't even gotta tell y'all niggaz |
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That the rhythm that |
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I ride to the beat be scorchin' |
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Like the middle of the summer, tryna sit on the porch |
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No shade and your body be torchin' |
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Keep my name out ya mouth with that he say |
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She say, nigga better peep what we say |
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Fuck around and get caught up in the heatwave |
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Y'all nigga better not try to be brave |
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Fire, burn, baby, burn |
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Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn |
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Yeah, we got that fire, burn, baby, burn |
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Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn |
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The roof, the roof, the roof |
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Better heat ya block with heat so hot |
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The roof, the roof, the roof |
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Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not |
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The roof, the roof, the roof |
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Better heat ya block with heat so hot |
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The roof, the roof, the roof |
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Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not |
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Let me tell ya somethin', nigga, if the fire's started |
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I'm the nigga with the matches, let it flame up |
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Scare me, scare whoever shot, before you pull it |
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Better know what you're gon' do and who's who |
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Guaranteed to bring the flames, got that fire |
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When you're listening, yes, that that fire, fire |
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You don't like me, so what? |
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Act up, fire gon' make ya hate me |
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Fuck sick shit up, move up |
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Burn shit down, spark it up then ya lay down' |
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Cause I got that fire, fire, fire baby |
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Got that fire, fire, baby, got that fire, fire, baby |
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Got that fire, fire, baby, got that fire, fire, baby |
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And I'm old school, still don't believe me |
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Then ya let it all burn, then there's no clues |
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Gotta do what its gon' do |
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And that's burn, baby, burn |
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No questions, that's juks, snitches talk |
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Thugs get to walkin' |
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Them other niggaz gon' get served in the chalk |
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But not me, no witnesses, thugs, so burn, burn |
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Fire, burn, baby, burn |
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Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn |
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Yeah, we got that fire, burn, baby, burn |
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Burn, baby, burn, burn, baby, burn |
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The roof, the roof, the roof |
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Better heat ya block with heat so hot |
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The roof, the roof, the roof |
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Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not |
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The roof, the roof, the roof |
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Better heat ya block with heat so hot |
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The roof, the roof, the roof |
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Me squeeze one shot and leave ya not |