Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Around

Five percent with my other girl
Weavin' through traffic, can't be spotted by my girl
She gon' go crazy, the love turn hatin'
When I'm in the club, Yak, I'm gettin' dumb faded
Gotta show me something the talk ain't 'bout nothing
It's going one way, I'm paid and I'm fucking
Million dollar fragrance, I the one to play with
If I shoot a nigga down, bitch, you better not say
Long days, I need extra
I need more ass internet cowards
Cross the line, we don't do that them niggas do
Sack chasing suckers, making homies look stupid
2-0-1-7, you headed in the wrong direction
I'm a G, you with a veteran
under streetlights, on the late night
No knuckles, boy, we AK fights
Clear blue skies and fly on the side
She to be bad but she ain't got a gun
We pass those up for the real ones
You can keep the change, bitch, I want millions

I fly
With money, bad bitches, and fully loaded pistols
I fly
Dodgin' these snitches, chasin' these
I fly
Pussy pay attention, you ain't fuckin' my henchmen
I fly
know about a nigga all through the town
No time to wait, I want my money now
Bendin' corners, one wheel off the
Two up the and you know we finna clown
This for my home girls that love to it down
for my home girls that love to let me beat
She hook it up with the and the G's
She look fly but she lowkey
I'm sippin' and she smokin' on trees

eighty degrees, she all on her knees
Palm steady itchin' the motherfuckin' trees
With my locs in the streets, you niggas compete
Run mouth way too much, it get deep, uh
In the Beamer my nigga G
Pull out a Newport, Too $hort, I peep out the scenery
Where the killers? Where the Where them hoes at?
We in the building, cold chillin', froze, huh
I it's 'bout time we get another bottle
Send my bitch 'cause she lookin' a model
Yeah, we gon' fly the city all drunk
pounds, straight pounds if a nigga want funk
And I be faded
Uncle Elroy, you I'm X-rated, but
Won't catch me movin' out the city
'Cause a true hog stay shady

I fly
With money, bad bitches, and some loaded pistols
I fly
Dodgin' these snitches, chasin' riches
I fly
Pussy pay attention, you ain't with my henchmen
I fly
They know a nigga all through the town
No to wait, I want my money right now
corners, one wheel off the ground
Two up the homies and you we finna clown
This for my home that love to hold it down
This for my home that love to let me beat
She it up with the grits and the G's
She fly but she stay lowkey
I'm wine and she smokin' on trees

get back at you man
You know the old heads used to tell1 me on
Behind Denny's, many ago, man
"You know a duck can barely for a buck
You spend more time breakin' a bitch jaw
the bitch purse, man."
See about it you dog head bitch
Only your mother could you