Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Shit

[Featuring:

Young
Aye we got one
Zone 6, Atlanta
up
Aye baby you know I'm a raise motherfuckin cock house
spend nothing in my shit

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

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

1:]
Higher than a pilot, than a stylist
You a bad bitch, I'm a you to a island
Aggresive game, yeah my diamonds real violent
If you a grown mane then why you actin all
Bought a new Bentley, I even gotta drive it
Parked outside so I inside it
fuck out it, the seats can't hide
Probly just flash, a clitch with the pilot
Head so that will keep me smiling
another rim so I keep on flyin
So as a so I keep on divin
And Too Short told me to keep on
2 Pac taught me to on riding
Biggest boss says yo mama be
Owe me and you keep 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
came in and you tune up yo chain
Fuck them niggas I'm a on mine
Your girl so fly and she know why
I gonna tell you, remember one time
Slide in with me, you can come in
You can stand and freeze in long ass line

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

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

2:]
Runnin down the criss and the Bentley something
Little hand choppa and the big goin
by myself, I don't need no one
If you got no enemies, make you some
Sometime can make you dumb
Run it on yo head, get yo gun
Broke ass can't even make bun
I don't trust that bitch, money 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 ain't never had so much fun
500$ gun and a on jewels
And I whip yo ass up like you in the pool
wanna get me just like Ja Rule
Five ass bitches, that
Wutchu gonna do with no on you?
And kicks so fly, got a birds eye
Gucci 2 times, 2 times 2
All this can't fit in these troops
This a T neck so my neck too
But I pity the tryna try my crew

I ain't this shit up, ho I ain't Maybeline
I got some shit off in my cup that's make ya lean
I er cool it, please don't make a scene
'Cause I'm a fool with it, is every 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 don't like the then bye bitch (bye bitch, bye bitch)