Luyện nghe bài hát How Fly

1(Curren$y):

[Ugh, nigga, now where haven't we?
gang, stay rollin up them paper planes.
Yeah! nigga, now where haven't we?
And I'm trying to get Grease to joints man,
trying to convert him to EZ Widers or
I get back to New Orleans.
Ugh, How Fly, Yeah!]

Ugh, same nigga that I been.
Mets hat with under the brim.
I and bought, my closet a vault.
Gettin' dressed, sippin' Rose' & OJ pulp.
Lookin like in my old easter photos.
and the rugby is Polo.
Stop, freeze, on my low low.
Airplanes, dollar signs, my logo.
Kush smokin in my dojo.
collector, I bring em out kid.
Kicks all the crib, roundhouses.
Ugh, fuck you about well,
If your bitch fuckin with Spitta cuz she like her different.
Celebrate the moments of life.
We party all night, all day,
eat breakfast at the airport, get the whole flight, Yeah!

Chorus(Curren$y):

is how we do...
Everyday money,
Make chase you.

Nigga, is how we do...
to the club,
Hope out, and the coupes.

Nigga, is how we do...
Under the of the good trees,
We cool. Yeah.
And if the bitch roll weed,
No to bring her through.

2(Wiz Khalifa):

Ugh, I had a dream that I was smokin' weed,
and I tell her give me what I need.
Pull up in car service, fly private I leave.
I'm with 2 pretty women who speakin' Japanese, nigga please.
I'm selling out concerts, 501 pants that sag,
and my converse.
Spitta to my left, let him hit the first.
Lame asked if he get a hit.
do he know that's a guaranteed way to get skipped.
I beautiful women and politic,
up, still drunk, feelin' sick.
I'mma smoke one you, roll another one for the whip.
to my brand new shit,
My doors suicide, though my big chop provided,
Fly society, and Gang or get hanged.
Smokin' weed with your bitches when she told you never do it again.

Chorus(Curren$y):

is how we do...
Everyday money,
bitches chase you.

Nigga, is how we do...
to the club,
Hope out, and the coupes.

Nigga, is how we do...
Under the of the good trees,
We cool. Yeah.
And if the bitch roll weed,
No to bring her through.