Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Out

We here, I said we
The back of Tha
The back of Tha II
Yeah, this here is the end of Tha Carter II,
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 frames, though my vision is priceless
Seeing through you niggaz like a fuckin'

Hearin' through the grapevine, niggaz hate mine
Say my and die in the daytime
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 seventeenth
Straight frowns, no daps, strapped three
A Tec-11, AK 47, one Beretta, ready for
Tell them pussy niggaz come

wetter, nigga super 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, shit that'll be a nigga

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

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

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

in the tidal 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
Come and get it, in motion
We bangin' for the bread nigga, even the

I got my loaf, I got my
of the south, I got my coast
Yeah and I die I'm da, da, da, da da
Da best rapper