Fire
Burn, baby, BURN! Burn, baby, BURN! BURN!
Yeah, we got that FIIIIIIIIIIIIIRE! Burn, baby, BURN!
Burn, baby, BURN! Burn, baby, BURN! BURN!
lil L-Burna finna burn it up, we got 'em runnin to the radio to turn it up!
Like "is it really them thugs?" Yeah nigga this us!
And when we come with the heat, we gon burn ya up!
Finna do damage cause I'm a certified criminal
I know it's illegal, but I'ma leave a nigga critical
Put the gun down, nigga we can get physical
Bullshit, tricked ya - bang! You invisible!
Disappear like the rest of these niggaz that are turnin to ghosts
Cause they can't come close to the original nine-nine
You know where to find mine, I'm strapped with a four-five
I'm posted with that fire, fire, baby! That fire, fire, baby!
That fire, fire, baby! That fire, fire, baby...
I ain't even gotta tell y'all niggaz that the rhythm that I ride to the beat be scorchin!
Like the middle of the summer, tryna sit on the porch, no shade and your body be torchin!
Keep my name out ya mouth with that he say, she say, nigga better peep what we say!
F**k around and get caught up in the heatwave, y'all nigga better not try to be brave!
Ahhhhh!
Let me tell ya somthin, nigga, if the fire's started
I'm the nigga with the matches, let it flame up!
Scare me, scare whoever shot, before you pull it
better know what you're gon do and who's who
Guaranteed to bring the flames, got that fire
when you're listening, yes that-that fire, fire
You don't like me, so what? Act up, fire gon make ya hate me...
F**k sick shit up, move up, burn shit down, spark it up!
Then ya lay down.. cause I got that fire, fire, fire baby!
Got that fire, fire, baby! Got that fire, fire, baby!
Got that fire, fire, baby! Got that fire, fire, baby...
And I'm old school, still don't believe me
then ya let it all burn, then there's no clues
Gotta do what its gon do, and that's burn, baby, burn!
No questions, that's juks, snitches talk, thugs get to walkin
Them other niggaz gon get served in the chalk
But not me, no witnesses, thugs, so burn, burn!