Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Away

[Intro: DJ

I'd like for you to take time
And where you was
The first time you heard
If I asked you how many 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 back to
Y'all done the rhymes
Y'all done stole the
Tried to my shit-talkin'
and Dram'— we are the Mixtape 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
like NWA, they make me feel A-OK
Feeling like Tony, "Grrreat!", all on me, TSA
She got Dollars, Nut, and Alcohol all her T&A
She snort all KKK and this broad 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 like Sugar Ray, TKO, O-H-H
I smoke O's, I sip Ace, I pop whole 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, 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 ballin' like Chiney, Erykah Badu with the fade
Capital-WNBA, I just teach her how to
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 whole brick of yay, I put one line on the plate
She's gon' take it to the face, like "Thin line love and hate"
I got Dealers 'N' Associates, that my DNA
All these diamonds, all this gold and shit, call that
I got in LA, I got Bloods down in the A
I got Bloods 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 way out of state, I ain't 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 remember Ace of Spades, I remember the is Grey
Now Bumbu by the case, nigga, fuck you, fly away
Six shit, (blrrrp)

[Break: DJ & (Lil Wayne)]

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

2: Lil Wayne]
I already got the
I already got the
All black Uganda
Hair back like E. Honda,
Hardhat like a
Your skull crack, we crowned you
Shark bite to a
Bar to a bouncer, wait
All Franks like
Face been painted, they ain't never him
Everybody rakin' cash it's autumn
Y'all boys sweeter Whatchamacallit
All y'all a seat on this toilet
Y'all shit, but y'all piss-poor, and
Sittin' in the foreign I'm on a Harley
Keep bloodsuckers away with the
in a mansion, I'm Macaulay Culkin
Thought about your coffin and started
Thought about your orphans, how they probably
Thought this artful shit, how I'm so thoughtful
Walkin' on the marble, feelin' Ricardo
Walkin' 'round like the of Harvard
my nigga Swizz, niggas gettin' smarter
Try to hit the books, and nigga hit the
Sittin' on the charter, talkin' 'bout the
on departure, waiting on a sculpture
Make sure my keep an extra cartridge
And make sure my Barbies keep an extra
My is her electric chair, feel the voltage
And her pussy better smell a orchid
Wetter than a wishin' well, a quarter
Damn, I I was a lil bit taller
Damn, I wish I drank a lil more
Damn, my weed a lil more harder
Damn, I pull up with a redbone,
With a 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 every leaf in the forest
Kis and layin' around my headquarters
Borderline hoarder, you a mortal, I 'em
World on my shoulders but it's lighter than a
I'm your bitch, baby, me tighter than a stroller
System so solar, got white like
Nut like granola all in your rollers
You never in jail, I never been in a Corolla
I roll a blunt 'bout as thick as a Samoan
This is sick shit, the sickness is showin'
The sickness is spreadin', the disease is
The is hoein', the witnesses knowin'
The dollars are torn, they for coins
I goin', I get to the boar and
I rip off his horns, six in the
I just yawn and forget to mourn
And to the star, it's 6, the reward