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 II, people
Hey,

I got the on ball and chain
I threw the key in the train, I'm the key in the truck
I a G on these frames, though my vision is priceless
Seeing through you niggaz 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 peace

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

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 civil
Thirty years old, shit that'll be a different

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

I gotta bitch and quit callin 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, playa, no quittin'

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

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

No hope for the hopeless, and roaches
Runnin' cross the porch, in the there's a fortune
Come and get it, automatics in
We bangin' for the 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