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 Carter II,
Hey,

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

Hearin' through the grapevine, niggaz hate mine
Say my name and die in the
You catch my drift, man you be Peyton
Boy, the on, they 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, nigga super wetter, nigga
Six feet under flowers, you ain't but a petal nigga
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 'cause the pots is piston
Them niggaz trippin', until the shots
Hear bullets sizzle, like a cobra 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, playa, no quittin'

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

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

No for the hopeless, rats and roaches
cross the porch, in the attic there's a fortune
Come and get it, automatics in
We for the bread nigga, even 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