Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Away

[Intro: DJ

I'd for you to take this time
And where you was
The first you heard Dedication
If I you how many times you've listened to D2
you tell me?
Dedication 3 was the first mixtape you
we had a black president
D4 and 5, we got back to
Y'all copied the rhymes
Y'all done stole the
Tried to my shit-talkin'
Weezy and we are the Mixtape Blueprint
Hahaha! You
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1: Wayne]
I got Doja, Narcotics, and that's DNA
Got a Dyke-ho, Nympho, And your bitch next to me and bae
Eazy like NWA, they me feel 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 need AAA
Let's enjoy some NBA, lil boys NCAA
Yeah we got A-M-M-O, but you'll get beat MMA
I got Dracos, Ninos, Automatics; my DNA
You'll get beat like Sugar Ray, TKO,
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 this weed, laced
I smoke doobies, smoke J's
watch movies, don't go to plays
I cuties, porn, and play, I got Uzis on the way
I don't be choosey, I don't be
I don't get woozy, I get the
My bitch ballin' like Chiney, Badu with the fade
Capital-WNBA, I just teach her how to
I sleepin' with my AK, with my finger around her waist
I been I caught a body —
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, it's the of AJ
Got a whole brick of some yay, I put one on the plate
She's gon' take it to the face, like "Thin between love 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 down in the A
I got Bloods you lay
But ain't no blood in my
Hit the court, the DA, treat beef like USDA
OMW to trap, (Blap!) — Now I'll be On My Way
I got plugs I ain't got to pay, I got 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 remember Ace of Spades, I remember the Goose is
Now Bumbu by the case, nigga, fuck you, fly away
Six shit, (blrrrp)

DJ Drama & (Lil Wayne)]

To the that Tunechi birthed
To the sons and daughters of
niggas still watching a master at work
(I got...)
D6

[Verse 2: Lil
I already got the
I already got the
All like Uganda
Hair back E. Honda, wait
like a condom
Your skull crack, we crowned you
Shark bite to a
Bar fight to a bouncer,
All like 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
Y'all shit, but y'all piss-poor, and
in the foreign like I'm on a Harley
Keep bloodsuckers with the garlic
Alone in a mansion, I'm Culkin
Thought about your coffin and barfin'
about your 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 Swizz, niggas gettin' smarter
Try to hit the books, and hit the target
Sittin' on the charter, 'bout the targets
on departure, waiting on a sculpture
Make my vultures keep an extra cartridge
And sure my Barbies keep an extra Barbie
My dick is her electric chair, the voltage
And her pussy better like a orchid
Wetter than a well, need a quarter
Damn, I wish I was a lil bit
Damn, I I drank a lil more water
Damn, my weed stank a lil more
Damn, I pull up a redbone, scarlet
a yellowbone car
That smoke green, Marley
Purple and the orange, you seen, horror
No Eve in my garden, F-R-uh,
All the Gs in my corner, boys so warriors
we deserve 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 than a clover
I'm bitch, baby, hold me tighter than a stroller
System so solar, got like Crayola
Nut like granola all in bitch rollers
You been in jail, I never 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 bitches is hoein', the knowin'
The dollars are torn, they for coins
I goin', I get to the boar 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