Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Away

[Intro: DJ

I'd like for you to this time
And remember you was
The first you heard Dedication
If I asked you how times you've listened to D2
Could you me?
Dedication 3 was the first mixtape you
When we had a president
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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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
like Tony, "Grrreat!", feeling all on me, TSA
She got Dollars, Nut, and Alcohol all 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 get beat like 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 whole Xanies
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 watch cuties, porn, and play, I got on the way
I don't be choosey, I don't be
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, with my finger around her
I dreamin' I caught a body —
That's some sweet dreams, who a taste?
the American dream to a bitch that ain't even from the USA
That's the of the Free, it's the home of AJ
Got a whole brick of yay, I put one line on the plate
gon' take 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 in LA, I got Bloods down in the A
I got Bloods you lay
But ain't no in my filet
Hit the court, shoot the DA, beef like USDA
OMW to your trap, (Blap!) — Now 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 got no more pocket space
Sippin' slo-mo at my pace, lean I wear a brace
want to be embraced, Kings want to be an Ace
I remember Ace of Spades, I remember the Goose is
Now it's by the case, nigga, fuck you, fly away
Six shit, (blrrrp)

DJ Drama & (Lil Wayne)]

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

[Verse 2: Lil
I already got the
I got the Fanta
All like Uganda
Hair back E. Honda, wait
Hardhat a condom
Your skull crack, we crowned you
bite to a flounder
Bar to a bouncer, wait
All like Sinatra
been painted, they ain't never clowned him
Everybody rakin' like it's autumn
Y'all boys sweeter than
All y'all take a on this toilet
ain't shit, but y'all piss-poor, and
Sittin' in the foreign like I'm on a
bloodsuckers away with the garlic
Alone in a mansion, I'm Macaulay
about your coffin and started barfin'
Thought about your orphans, how probably starvin'
Thought about this shit, how I'm so thoughtful
Walkin' on the marble, like Ricardo
Walkin' 'round the campus of Harvard
Shoutout my nigga Swizz, gettin' smarter
Try to hit the books, and nigga hit the
on the charter, talkin' 'bout the targets
Waitin' on departure, waiting on a
Make sure my vultures keep an extra
And make sure my Barbies keep an extra
My is her electric chair, feel the voltage
And her pussy better like a orchid
Wetter than a wishin' well, a quarter
Damn, I wish I was a lil bit
Damn, I wish I drank a lil more
Damn, my weed stank a lil more
Damn, I pull up with a redbone,
With a car
That green, that's Marley
Purple and the orange, you seen, that's
No Eve in my garden, F-R-uh,
All the Gs in my corner, them boys so
we deserve every leaf in the forest
Kis and quarters layin' my headquarters
Borderline hoarder, you a mortal, I 'em
World on my but it's lighter than a clover
I'm bitch, baby, hold me tighter than a stroller
System so solar, got white Crayola
Nut like granola all in your rollers
You never been in jail, I never been in a
Then I a blunt 'bout as thick as a Samoan
This is that sick shit, the is showin'
The sickness is spreadin', the disease is
The bitches is hoein', the knowin'
The dollars are torn, they 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