Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Away

[Intro: DJ

I'd for you to take this time
And remember you was
The first time you Dedication
If I asked you how times you've listened to D2
Could you me?
3 was the first mixtape you heard
When we had a black
D4 and 5, we got to business
Y'all done copied the
Y'all done the artwork
Tried to emulate my
Weezy and Dram'— we are the Mixtape
Hahaha! You
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[Verse 1:
I got Doja, Narcotics, and that's DNA
Got a Dyke-ho, Nympho, And your layin' next to me and bae
like NWA, they make me feel A-OK
Feeling Tony, "Grrreat!", feeling all on me, TSA
She got Dollars, Nut, and all over her T&A
She snort all this KKK and broad need AAA
Let's enjoy NBA, y'all lil boys NCAA
Yeah we got A-M-M-O, but get beat like MMA
I got Dracos, Ninos, that's my DNA
You'll get beat like 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, inside weed, it's laced
I doobies, don't smoke J's
Don't watch movies, go to plays
I cuties, porn, and play, I got Uzis on the way
I be choosey, I don't be safe
I get woozy, I get the waist
My bitch ballin' Chiney, Erykah Badu with the fade
Capital-WNBA, I teach her how to save
I been sleepin' with my AK, my finger around her waist
I been I caught a body —
some sweet dreams, who want a taste?
Give the American dream to a that ain't even from the USA
That's the land of the Free, the home of AJ
Got a brick of some yay, I put one line on the plate
She's gon' it to the face, like "Thin line between love and hate"
I got Dealers 'N' Associates, that 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 ain't no in my filet
Hit the court, shoot the DA, treat beef USDA
OMW to trap, (Blap!) — Now I'll 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 got no more pocket space
slo-mo 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)

DJ Drama & (Lil Wayne)]

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

[Verse 2: Lil
I got the Ganja
I got the Fanta
All black like
back like E. Honda, wait
Hardhat like a
skull crack, then we crowned you
Shark bite to a
Bar fight to a bouncer,
All like Sinatra
Face painted, they ain't never clowned him
Everybody rakin' cash like autumn
Y'all boys sweeter Whatchamacallit
All y'all a seat on this toilet
Y'all ain't shit, but piss-poor, and
Sittin' in the like I'm on a Harley
Keep bloodsuckers away with the
in a mansion, I'm Macaulay Culkin
Thought your coffin and started barfin'
Thought about your orphans, how probably starvin'
about this artful shit, how I'm so thoughtful
Walkin' on the marble, feelin' Ricardo
'round like the campus of Harvard
Shoutout my nigga Swizz, niggas gettin'
Try to hit the books, and nigga hit the
Sittin' on the charter, talkin' the targets
on departure, waiting on a sculpture
Make sure my vultures keep an cartridge
And make sure my Barbies an extra Barbie
My dick is her chair, feel the voltage
And her pussy better smell a orchid
Wetter than a wishin' well, need a
Damn, I I was a lil bit taller
Damn, I I drank a lil more water
Damn, my stank a lil more harder
Damn, I pull up a redbone, scarlet
a yellowbone 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 deserve leaf in the forest
Kis and quarters layin' around my
hoarder, you a mortal, I report 'em
World on my shoulders but it's than a clover
I'm your bitch, baby, hold me tighter a stroller
so solar, got white like Crayola
Nut like granola all in your rollers
You never been in jail, I never in a Corolla
Then I roll a blunt 'bout as as a Samoan
This is sick shit, the sickness is showin'
The is spreadin', the disease is growin'
The bitches is hoein', the knowin'
The dollars are torn, they fishing for
I continue goin', I get to the and
I rip off his horns, six in the
I just yawn and forget to mourn
And give to the star, it's 6, the