Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Away

Hey, pimp?
Birdman,

The financial adviser of get money game
Stunna, the big money man
So up your strings 'cause you can get shot
The Crystal is 'On The Rocks'

Ey nigga, I gotta stay, fly
No baseball player, I got the a-ride
I go to Jamaica, homie and ball a dog
The leaf sticky, homie and fog up the car

nothing to the icky, icky Harlem world sticky, sticky
Fifty, fifty, a gram raw cut
Got on my body 'cause it costs too much
250 on the Bird had to me up

See, these gangstas, pimps and thugs the world go round
Ride for and till they lay you down
Birdman them big chips
With the Bird and the Benzes

(It's the fly away)
Fly, fly
Or you can hit the
the only way that we do it
Love we do it

(Oh, fly away)
It's fly away, fly away
(Fly away)
'Cause we get you high today

I know you see how we do it
You how we do it
(The fly away)
Fly, fly

So get your stock up, nigga, get our brains rapped
The hood fucked up 'cause the nigga like
The Daddy keeps the bricks taped tight
A hundred of them things got my chips same

Pull up in the Bentley with them ass tires
Ice all over 'cause a so fly
[Incomprehensible] and I'm what I'm doing
If them clubs gon' pop, I'm straight to 'em

Nothing on chain, I put them dubs on the
Wipe a nigga down, bitch, a nigga brains
Call a changed, ma, wash a nigga range
Bird, baby, down with them frames

from head to toe and Stunna my name
Make winter weather and my thang
I'm up, nigga, smoke pounds of dro
And I'm as a pimp and I mack a hoe, biatch

(It's the fly away)
Fly, fly
(Fly away)
Or you can hit the
the only way that we do it
Love we do it

(It's fly away)
fly away, it's fly away
(Fly away, fly away)
'Cause we gon' get you high
I you wanna see how we do it
You how we do it

It's the worldwide callin' and the of the ballin'
A hood rich, nigga, tall as all
The youngers of 20 cheerin' and starvin'
borrowin' 'cause nobody starvin'

Ey ey, TQueezy, the dro man
Get it in the jar, Jeff Pense is
Buy ounce, buy pound, buy for the rounds by mouth
'Cause ya how it's going down

Dro with the Magnolia chicks
Smoke fly, nobody givin' lips
They all on the 'cause the brains is flying
On the outside it's just them 20 tires

Bentley, Lexus, Lams and
Them Ragtop, Guccis with the Smitt n
Got the old school caddies and them new too
Platinum mouth niggaz and them gold too, biatch

(It's the fly away)
Fly, fly
(It's the fly away)
Or you can hit the
That's the way that we do it
Love we do it

(It's fly away)
fly away, it's fly away
(Fly away, fly away)
'Cause we gon' get you high

I know you see how we do it
You how we do it
(The fly away)
Fly, fly

The Birdman, bitch, coming to a near you
Now how you luv that nigga, now I know this is
You know you need to do?
You to look on the back of your CD cover

And get that for the Mom Burberry G-nites
You to come pick them up?
Come, pick them up on 6 and and holla at ya boy c-ya?
You understand? And we holla at ya another time, holla, biatch