Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Away

[Intro: DJ

I'd like for you to take this
And where you was
The first time you heard
If I asked you how many you've listened to D2
you tell me?
Dedication 3 was the first you heard
When we had a black
D4 and 5, we got to business
Y'all done copied the
Y'all stole the artwork
to emulate my shit-talkin'
Weezy and Dram'— we are the Blueprint
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
Eazy like NWA, they make me A-OK
Feeling like Tony, "Grrreat!", all on me, TSA
She got Dollars, Nut, and all over her T&A
She snort all this KKK and this broad AAA
Let's enjoy some NBA, y'all lil boys
we got A-M-M-O, but you'll get beat like MMA
I got Dracos, Ninos, that's my DNA
get beat like Sugar Ray, TKO, O-H-H
I smoke O's, I sip Ace, I pop whole Xanies
I got P's, I got weight, I got kis, I got
I got moon-rock, molly, ecstasy, inside weed, it's laced
I smoke doobies, smoke J's
Don't watch movies, go to plays
I watch cuties, porn, and play, I got on the way
I don't be choosey, I be safe
I don't get woozy, I get the
My bitch ballin' like Chiney, Erykah with the fade
Capital-WNBA, I teach her how to save
I been sleepin' with my AK, with my finger around her
I been dreamin' I caught a —
That's some sweet dreams, who a taste?
Give the American dream to a bitch that ain't even 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' take it to the face, "Thin line between love and hate"
I got Dealers 'N' Associates, call my DNA
All these diamonds, all this gold and shit, that PB&J
I got Bloods in LA, I got down in the A
I got everywhere you lay
But ain't no blood in my
Hit the court, shoot the DA, treat beef like
OMW to trap, (Blap!) — Now I'll be On My Way
I got plugs I ain't got to pay, I got shit I got to say
I got cribs way out of state, I ain't got no more space
Sippin' slo-mo at my pace, lean I wear a brace
Queens want to be embraced, Kings to be an Ace
I Ace of Spades, I remember the Goose is Grey
Now it's Bumbu by the case, nigga, fuck you, fly
Six shit, (blrrrp)

[Break: DJ & (Lil Wayne)]

To the culture that Tunechi
To the sons and of Weezy
Y'all niggas still a master at work
(I got...)
D6

2: Lil Wayne]
I got the Ganja
I got the Fanta
All black Uganda
Hair back E. Honda, wait
Hardhat a condom
Your skull crack, we crowned you
Shark bite to a
Bar to a bouncer, wait
All Franks Sinatra
Face been painted, they never clowned him
Everybody rakin' cash like autumn
Y'all boys sweeter Whatchamacallit
All y'all take a seat on toilet
ain't shit, but y'all piss-poor, and
Sittin' in the like I'm on a Harley
Keep away with the garlic
Alone in a mansion, I'm Culkin
Thought about your coffin and barfin'
Thought about orphans, how they probably starvin'
Thought about this artful shit, how I'm so
Walkin' on the marble, feelin' like
'round like the campus of Harvard
Shoutout my nigga Swizz, niggas gettin'
Try to hit the books, and hit the target
Sittin' on the charter, talkin' 'bout the
Waitin' on departure, waiting on a
sure my vultures keep an extra cartridge
And make sure my Barbies keep an extra
My dick is her chair, feel the voltage
And her pussy better smell a orchid
than a wishin' well, need a quarter
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 green, that's Marley
and the orange, you seen, that's horror
No Eve in my garden, F-R-uh,
All the Gs in my corner, boys so warriors
Believe we deserve every leaf in the
Kis and quarters layin' around my
hoarder, you a mortal, I report 'em
World on my but it's lighter 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 bitch
You never been in jail, I been in a Corolla
Then I roll a blunt 'bout as thick as a
This is that sick shit, the is showin'
The sickness is spreadin', the is growin'
The is hoein', the witnesses knowin'
The dollars are torn, fishing for coins
I continue goin', I get to the and
I rip off his horns, six in the
Then I just yawn and forget to
And give to the star, it's 6, the