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
Hotter than the weather in
I done did so I can't decide
Word, word to my
She get so wet, I slip and slide
Had to get it back to them five
I, I, I,

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

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

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

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