Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Shit

[Featuring:

Young
Aye we got one
6, East Atlanta
up
Aye baby you know I'm a raise this motherfuckin cock
Don't nothing in my shit

I ain't makin this shit up, ho I ain't
I got some shit off in my cup that's gonna ya lean
I told er cool it, don't make a scene
'Cause I'm a fool with it, this is day for me

She that fly shit (fly shit, fly shit)
clothes and diamonds (diamonds, diamonds)
Just remember you in my shit (my my shit)
If you like the rules then bye bitch (bye bitch, bye bitch)

1:]
Higher than a pilot, than a stylist
You a bad bitch, I'm a take you to a
watch game, yeah my diamonds real violent
If you a mane then why you actin all childish?
Bought a new Bentley, I even gotta drive it
Parked outside so I inside it
Life fuck out it, the can't hide
Probly just flash, smoke a with the pilot
Head so good will keep me smiling
Forge another rim so I keep on
So as a so I keep on divin
And Too Short told me to on rhyming
2 Pac taught me to keep on
Biggest boss says yo be cryin
Owe me buddy and you on lyin
I'm a grab my good, I'm a on firin
Ball so hard I can the sky
I even lie, I don't wanna leave I
Goon in and you tune up yo chain
Fuck them niggas I'm a on mine
Your girl so fly and she know why
I ain't tell you, remember one time
Slide in with me, you can come in
You can stand and in that long ass line

I ain't makin this up, ho I ain't Maybeline
I got some shit off in my cup gonna make ya lean
I told er cool it, please don't make a
I'm a fool with it, this is every day for me

She want fly shit (fly shit, fly shit)
Expensive and diamonds (diamonds, diamonds)
Just remember you in my (my shit my shit)
If you don't like the ruse bye bitch (bye bitch, bye bitch)

2:]
Runnin down the criss and the Bentley move
Little choppa and the big weed goin
Born by myself, I don't no one
If you got no enemies, make you some
Sometime buddy can make you
Run it on yo head, get yo gun
ass nigga can't even make bun
I don't trust bitch, money make er cum
Flyin to the nigga, tryna go to the
on kush like fuck my lungs
None of these can't meet my mom
At the end of the day you a sucka son
Love as I don't so I feel like frontin
I never ever had so much fun
500$ gun and a million on
And I yo ass up like you jumped in the pool
Feeds wanna get me just like Ja
Five ass bitches, that
Wutchu do with no scrubs on you?
And kicks so fly, got a birds eye
2 times, 2 times times 2
All this can't fit in these troops
This a T neck so my hurt too
But I pity the fool try my crew

I makin this shit up, ho I ain't Maybeline
I got shit off in my cup that's gonna make ya lean
I told er cool it, don't make a scene
'Cause I'm a fool with it, is every day for me

She want that fly (fly shit, fly shit)
Expensive clothes and (diamonds, diamonds)
Just remember you in my shit (my my shit)
If you don't like the ruse then bye (bye bitch, bye bitch)