Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Out

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

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

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

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

Heavy wetter, super soaker wetter, nigga
Six feet under flowers, you nothin' but a petal nigga
I'm a little nigga, tryin' to be a civil nigga
Thirty years old, shit be a different nigga

Quit it, Wayne, your mom is
But she ain't really trippin' 'cause the pots is
niggaz trippin', until the shots whistling'
Hear them bullets sizzle, like a cobra at

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

There you go on a way a nigga thinkin'
Only history I know is Benjamin
Is the future and crime is to no one
I live everyday like this is the one

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

No for the hopeless, rats and roaches
Runnin' cross the porch, in the attic there's a
and get it, automatics in motion
We bangin' for the bread nigga, the molded

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