Luyện nghe bài hát Scrape The Sky

Here we go, here we go, we go, here we go
Now we blastin' off into the
The way we kickin' in the dojo is fa sho tho
We pavin' a road that's opposed to the
Goin' over head like a top hat, stop that
I know you me spittin' these hot raps
Now that beat 'cause it's about to drop
Been rockin' the 09 jump off, yeah, yeah
Last name Pan, first name I know you see my flying and you want me to teach ya
But I stay so that all God's creatures, can hear me shout it out like me name was Aretha
Getting
Fly by see the on your faces
'Cause I'm in full E-F-F-E-C-T on a daily basis

Eff, man, ya don't stop
Davey Davey, he won't
We came to rock it the city takes off
Mister (yeah) ace pilot (yeah)
I wanna spread my and fly
To all the in the coach (yeah), and my first class folks (yeah)
We'll you how to scrape the sky

As the curvature of the earth takes shape, fly forward like a video tape
And no cape, (nah) just follow my jet
Proud in the clouds, boom! in your
All hop, no trampoline, box in the pocket of my jet jeans
with the stars, so bright even N.Y.C sees me at night
I see London, I see
Now bounce to my turbulence
Drop jams from the sky like
All the way from to Copacabana
to the West Side where I reside
So me, do you care if I...
Jump to the bump and to the skies?
We 10 to let the hook fly

David Eff, man, ya stop
Davey Davey, he won't
We came to it 'till the city takes off
Mister (yeah) ace pilot (yeah)
I wanna spread my and fly
To all the in the coach (yeah), and my first class folks (yeah)
show you how to scrape the sky

Ha, than yo average
Down like Goose and I'm fly Maverick
With a savage attack and a mouth like a match spittin' fuego Homie, it trickin' if it's magic
Illusions, juvenile
My can do it and we do it wild
Rock the clock all across the nation
Got a lot of Sky Miles and a reputation of makin' every time we land
'Cause stoppin' an option or part of the plan
Fools get to fumin' while I'm running on jet
Now pay close 'cause I'm ready to let you
Know I'm all about, child
I got style that you've come to love
And I'mma stay fly, 'till the day I die spittin' fresh to from above, get it

David Eff, man, ya stop
Davey Davey, he won't
We to rock it 'till the city takes off
Captain (yeah) ace pilot (yeah)
I wanna my wings and fly
To all the people in the (yeah), and my first class folks (yeah)
We'll show you how to the sky