Luyện nghe bài hát Black Boy Fly

So I'm saying "What up what up. you made it."
So I'm saying "What up up. Nigga you made it."
So I'm saying "What up what up. you made it."
So I'm saying "What up what up. I hate it."
So I'm "What up what up. Nigga I hate it."

Frustrated and I'm riding down the back
my conscious ask me
"Would I survive to make it up out this in time?"
boy fly
boy fly
boy fly
boy fly

I used to be of Aaron Afflalo
I used to be jealous of Afflalo
He was the one to
He was the only leader foreseeing brighter
He would in the gym
We was in sorrow
envy of him
He made his dream a reality
Actually making it possible to
His way out of Compton further more to accomplish
Graduate with honors, a sponsor of scholars
It's and I'm watching him score thirty
Remember how them victory points had hurt me
'Cause every was a reaction or a reminder
we was just moving backwards
The bungalow where you us
The art of us ditching classes heading fast
my head inside the study hall, he focused on math
Determination ambition, plus and wisdom
he was given was the shit we didn't have
Dug of his book bag and Coach Palmer asked for his finals
He had his back like a meanwhile
We singing the old song spinning the vinyl
graders gone wrong
He on the NBA we focused on some Patron
Now that black boy fly

boy fly
Watch that boy fly
boy fly
Watch that boy fly
boy fly
Watch black boy fly
boy

I to jealous of Jayceon
I to jealous of Jayceon, Taylor when I was young
made a career out of music from writing songs
A Buick had driven past him when I mowed the lawn
Money laundering hustling, pondering up against
Schemes to make a million even if you harm
the case and just in case you wasn't alarmed
The had fought with firearms and many had died before dawn
Its 2004 and I'm hearing the people
For the name of The Game they in front of the store
Swap selling our mixtapes I'm like oh shit, wait
wanna be another nigga stuck regretting mistakes
Mixed feelings was my opinion I was defending my
Chillin' my conscience next to a
Compton made you success wasn't real
Be honest, none of us knew of a deal
So as I peel through these lottery
I see a Harley Davidson truck visit the plaza we shopped
A tall hopped out with Jordan's and a white tank top
He was top of the rap game, we was the top of the
So watch that boy fly

boy fly
Watch black boy fly
boy fly
Watch that boy fly
boy fly
Watch black boy fly
boy

My mama raise me up to be jealous hearted
Like most of the winners it
Regardless of where you stay, hold your and continue marching
what she said but in my head I wanted to be like Jordan
A boy touring the country with money mic recording
The only way out the ghetto, you know the
Shooting hoops or live on the like top forty
And shortly, I got
Like every time I walked to the had them guns bursting
Nigga, I was rehearsing in repetition the
Only one in a million will ever see days
Especially when the crime waves was bigger than
your boogie boards to pieces you just a typical homie
All niggas facetious and they all standing beside me
They all will buy me a if any one of you try me
What am I to do when every is an obstacle
two niggas making it out had never sounded logical
Three making it out, that's mission impossible
So I believed the type of performance that I can do
I wasn't jealous 'cause of the they got
I was terrified be the last black boys to fly
Out of

God
Black boy fly, watch black boy fly