Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Out

We here, I said we
The of Tha Carter
The back of Tha II
Yeah, this here is the end of Tha 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 through you like a fuckin' psychic

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

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

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

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

I gotta and quit callin women bitches
As long as she worry 'bout the coke in the kitchen
No preventin' the crime, I 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 future and is to no one
I everyday like this is the sure one

Train in the tidal wave, is the ocean
Stand in the heat, till the fuckin'' snow come
And it feels so fuckin'
my dope like a rope, let them 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
Yeah and I die I'm da, da, da, da da
Da best rapper