Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Fly

(Cause I'm fly)

not a lie
(Cause I'm fly)

[ 1 ]
I ride around town in my Caddy Seville
Lookin buff, pockets stuffed a grin on my grill
up my tinted windows, raise my antenna
Cause I'm not only fly, but I'm a big winner
Girls in in my back seat
As I'm doin 95 down a one-way
Got that I paid for everything I bought
So if a cop tries to stop me, I'ma him to court
Jump out my big car on a cigar
Make my girls wait on the corner I step in the bar
First I walk through the door then I ( *spitting sound* ) spit on the
Give some to the poor, because I always get more
Take off my black mink and order a
My pockets resemble bank
So on my big ropes is a Gucci
All the pretty wink and I tell em, "You stink!"
Yes, I act so conceited cause I'm a
Money-makin, not Jamaican, and no way you could beat it
No, I say hello and I won't say hi
And if you ask me why
(Why?) I'm fly

[ 2 ]
No, I'm not high, I said, I'm fly
Got a natural ma beside my eye
I put my friends in a Benz, I put my in pearls
Got the firmest epidermis the silky curls
They call me pretty boy wihtout Chips
This 86 Audi is my toy
I gamble or bet, I just sip on a Mo
out my new blue Bally's and my silk-suit set
Got a body like a boxer, the of a god
'bout as as a bitty, and I still hit hard
I on like a pimp, I even walk with a limp
In a fancy restaurant lobbsters and shrimps
I bathe in champagne with a girl Elaine
In my jac'causei with a Uzi Suzy and Jane
The help me undress and start caressin my chest
big silk sheets on my fat matress
Whether with honey or not, I money a lot
I always a knot, cause I'm a hi-jackpot
The millionaire of the year, and I'm a of a guy
And if you ask me why
(Why?) I'm fly

not a lie
(Cause I'm fly)

[ 3 ]
Morning velours in gold, another
I was the sweets of the street when I was 12 old
I searched for a wife, or worked a day in my life
Cause while you're hookin I'll be cookin, lookin as a knife
So you can front if you want, in a matter of time
I'm headed for the top, and you'll be all on mine
Cause I'm Mister Spectacular, as a bachelor
Relax and count stacks as I max in my
Fly negro, yes, me, bro
And when I celo, I play for a kilo
My diamond glitter as I steer my Almanetta
Chillin on my sofa a dollar sign-sweater
The ruler, like the Ayatollah
on Renola, then crack a cold Cola
G Rap and Polo, Excellency, your Highness
Just or fuss, and I'll just bust your sinus
Countin my cash, plus mount my
Dump the ash on low-down trash
Marley's car is two-toned, and it's ended chrome
And the telephone makes you feel at home
So remember G Rap and his DJ Polo
We're the ones who made 'Demo', and we're rockin the
not a legend or fiction, it's not no lie
And if you ask me why
(Why?) I'm fly

[ Marl ]
Yo yo yo yo..
Kool G, G
Yo man, me every time you walk down the street
Why don't those girlies let you by

(Cause I'm fly)

Yo yo yo, G
You're a brother, man
Got all the girlies on
me why
me why
me WHY
(Cause I'm fly)

Yo, G, man
You're the brother I know
Yo, why you got all the girlies on
Just me why
I wanna why
(Cause I'm fly)

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