Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Out

We here, I we here
The back of Tha
The of Tha Carter II
Yeah, this here is the end of Tha II, people
Hey,

I got the on ball and chain
I the key in the train, I'm like the key in the truck
I spent a G on these frames, though my vision is
Seeing through you like a fuckin' psychic

Hearin' through the grapevine, wanna hate mine
Say my name and die in the
You catch my drift, man you be Peyton
Boy, the heat's on, they a peace bond

I'm in this bitch, throwin' up the sign
Straight frowns, no daps, three times
A Tec-11, AK 47, one Beretta, for whatever
Tell pussy niggaz come together

Heavy wetter, nigga super wetter, nigga
Six feet under flowers, you ain't nothin' but a petal
I'm just a little nigga, tryin' to be a civil
Thirty years old, that'll be a different nigga

Quit it, Wayne, mom is listenin'
But she ain't really trippin' the pots is piston
Them niggaz trippin', the shots whistling'
Hear them bullets sizzle, like a at attention

I gotta bitch and quit women bitches
As long as she don't worry 'bout the coke in the
No the crime, I gotta get it
I'm admitted to the game, true playa, no

There you go shittin' on a way a thinkin'
history I know is Benjamin Franklin
Is this the and crime is to no one
I live like this is the sure one

Train in the wave, this is the ocean
Stand in the heat, till the mother fuckin'' come
And it so fuckin' good
my dope like a rope, let them tug and pull

No hope for the hopeless, and roaches
Runnin' the porch, in the attic there's a fortune
Come and get it, in motion
We bangin' for the bread nigga, even the

I got my loaf, I got my
Chaperone of the south, I got my
and until I die I'm da, da, da, da da
Da best alive