Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Out

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

No for the hopeless, rats and roaches
Runnin' cross the porch, in the attic there's a
Come and get it, automatics in
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 rapper