Luyện nghe bài hát Let It Fly

[Chorus: Scott]
Fly (fly, fly, fly, fly)
Let it fly (let it fly, let it fly, let it fly)
Let it fly the birds in the sky
than the weather in July
I did so much I can't decide
Word, word to my
She just get so wet, I slip and
Had to get it to give them five
I, I, I,

[Verse 1: Scott]
Mr. Michael Myers, man (Michael Myers)
Work the back, I keep it coming in (whoo, whoo)
By the way we work you I had a twin (twin)
I'm tryna run the game, it ain't no in (naw)
You can't me, sliding from a dangerous life (it's lit!)
Always down to ball, I'm tryna these nights
See the smoke through these entertainment lights
The way it go down we taking and keeping doors tight (Yeah, yeah!)
We at the top end of (discussion)
Been alcohol in that 'tussin
The demon in eyes and they clutchin' (scared)
I 'em adderall and they bussing, yeah (pew, pew, pew)
I the towel, not throwing in
I'm riding in my ends
I got a driver for the pent to drop me round where I
I keep some pussy just to lick, they help me out I vent
She wanna hit shit again, nah (brr brr, brr brr)
That's the phone call, when my ring
It's Tha V, let the thugs sing (thugs)

[Chorus: Scott]
Let it fly (brr, fly)
Let it fly the birds in the sky (brr brr)
Hotter than the in July (brr brr)
I did so much I can't decide (it's lit)
Word, word to my (yah)
She get so wet, I slip and slide (splash)
Had to give it back to give them
I, I, I

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne & Scott]
alive, it's alive, I'm revived, it's C5
Been arrived, the sky, did the time
Please advise it is advise or be advised, and we
You not fuck with me and
And keep in mind that we don't mind losing our
Free your mind, your mind, read your mind
take a week to find, the cops gon' be like "never mind"
What's on mind, put the pistol to your mind and blow your mind
Control mind, mindfreak, no sober mind, I'm so behind
But front line, you crossed the line and you better know your
And if you gettin' out of line, I hang you a clothing line
you like an open line, keep your stanky ho in line
Them be lying, it's a thin line, I know you know the line
Second line, second line, Tunechi got effective
Rough edges like a box of Checkers fries, that's a
Catch the line, American flag, less stars lines
Stretch the line, skip the line, 'til you no the next in line, yeah
tune a lunatic, my goonie goons the gooniest
Run inside your room and kill you and who you with
The Uzi with the booty clip, more than one I'm too
'bout some fake niggas, based on true events
Trying not to get pinched, smoking on a stupid
in the mirror tryna figure where my pupils went
Flashy a boujee bitch, Travy that's my hooligan (it's lit)
the T off Tunechi and look at it as the crucifix, bitch

[Outro: Lil Wayne & Scott]
C5, rapper alive
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Let it fly