Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Away

[Intro: DJ

I'd for you to take this time
And remember you was
The time you heard Dedication
If I you how many times you've listened to D2
Could you me?
Dedication 3 was the first mixtape you
When we had a black
D4 and 5, we got back to
Y'all copied the rhymes
Y'all done the artwork
to emulate my shit-talkin'
Weezy and Dram'— we are the Mixtape
Hahaha! You
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1: Wayne]
I got Doja, Narcotics, and that's DNA
Got a Dyke-ho, Nympho, And your bitch layin' to me and bae
Eazy like NWA, they make me feel
Feeling Tony, "Grrreat!", feeling all on me, TSA
She got Dollars, Nut, and all over her T&A
She snort all this KKK and this need AAA
Let's some NBA, y'all lil boys NCAA
Yeah we got A-M-M-O, but you'll get like MMA
I got Dracos, Ninos, that's my DNA
You'll get beat Sugar Ray, TKO, O-H-H
I smoke O's, I sip Ace, I pop Xanies straight
I got P's, I got weight, I got kis, I got
I got moon-rock, molly, ecstasy, this weed, it's laced
I doobies, don't smoke J's
Don't watch movies, don't go to
I watch cuties, porn, and play, I got on the way
I don't be choosey, I don't be
I don't get woozy, I get the
My bitch like Chiney, Erykah Badu with the fade
Capital-WNBA, I teach her how to save
I been sleepin' with my AK, with my around her waist
I dreamin' I caught a body —
some sweet dreams, who want a taste?
Give the dream to a bitch that ain't even from the USA
That's the land of the Free, it's the of AJ
Got a whole brick of some yay, I put one line on the
She's gon' take it to the face, like "Thin line between and hate"
I got Dealers 'N' Associates, call my DNA
All these diamonds, all this gold and shit, call that
I got Bloods in LA, I got Bloods in the A
I got everywhere you lay
But no blood in my filet
Hit the court, shoot the DA, treat like USDA
OMW to your trap, (Blap!) — Now be On My Way
I got plugs I got to pay, I got shit I ain't got to say
I got cribs way out of state, I ain't got no more pocket
Sippin' at my pace, lean like I wear a brace
Queens want to be embraced, want to be an Ace
I Ace of Spades, I remember the Goose is Grey
Now Bumbu by the case, nigga, fuck you, fly away
Six shit, (blrrrp)

[Break: DJ & (Lil Wayne)]

To the culture that birthed
To the and daughters of Weezy
Y'all niggas still watching a at work
(I got...)
D6

2: Lil Wayne]
I already got the
I got the Fanta
All like Uganda
Hair like E. Honda, wait
Hardhat a condom
Your skull crack, then we you
bite to a flounder
Bar fight to a bouncer,
All like Sinatra
Face been painted, they ain't clowned him
rakin' cash like it's autumn
Y'all boys sweeter Whatchamacallit
All y'all a seat on this toilet
ain't shit, but y'all piss-poor, and
Sittin' in the foreign like I'm on a
Keep bloodsuckers with the garlic
in a mansion, I'm Macaulay Culkin
Thought about your coffin and started
Thought about your orphans, how they starvin'
Thought this artful shit, how I'm so thoughtful
Walkin' on the marble, feelin' like
Walkin' 'round like the campus of
Shoutout my nigga Swizz, niggas smarter
Try to hit the books, and nigga hit the
Sittin' on the charter, talkin' 'bout the
Waitin' on departure, waiting on a
Make sure my vultures keep an extra
And sure my Barbies keep an extra Barbie
My dick is her electric chair, the voltage
And her pussy better smell like a
Wetter than a wishin' well, a quarter
Damn, I wish I was a lil bit
Damn, I wish I a lil more water
Damn, my weed a lil more harder
Damn, I up with a redbone, scarlet
With a car
That smoke green, that's
Purple and the orange, you seen, that's
No Eve in my garden, F-R-uh,
All the Gs in my corner, them so warriors
Believe we every leaf in the forest
Kis and layin' around my headquarters
hoarder, you a mortal, I report 'em
World on my shoulders but it's lighter than a
I'm bitch, baby, hold me tighter than a stroller
System so solar, got white like
Nut like all in your bitch rollers
You been in jail, I never been in a Corolla
Then I roll a blunt 'bout as as a Samoan
is that sick shit, the sickness is showin'
The is spreadin', the disease is growin'
The is hoein', the witnesses knowin'
The dollars are torn, they fishing for
I continue goin', I get to the and
I rip off his horns, six in the
Then I just and forget to mourn
And to the star, it's 6, the reward