Luyện nghe bài hát Sky Is Tha Limit

Uh, Umm, ya'll,
Young Money, Money,
This is the 3,
and gentlemens, You know me,

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You know I for my muthafuckin'niggas,
likely imma die with my finger on the trigga,
They me dont get high, and I should try to make a living,
I tell em' i'm a hustler, and I'd rather a killing
My get so wide as it rise in the skillet,
I let my bitch bag it, if she it, imma kill her,
I the ride, now I feel like armadillas,
And fuck ya,hospital, young money, we the
And I aint lie when I tell you im the illest,
My is nasty, like C Y Phyllis,
Self made G, and them know the business.
Relying on rap, but in the I'm a chemist,
And when I was 5, my movie was The Grimilins
Aint got shit to do with this, but I just thought that I mention,
You for devine and the little intervention,
And them birds fly, without my permission,
I'm probably in the sky, with the fishes,
Or maybe in the ocean, with the pigeons,
See my is different,
Like Wayne,
And if you trouble, bitch, I want the same thang,

And you know that imma ride my muthafuckin niggas,
Most likely die with my finger on the trigga,
worry bout mine, imma grind till i get it
And tell all of my that the sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
And all of my niggas that the sky is the limit
Cuz the sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
And if you look high, you see that im be in it
The sky is the limit,

Buck Ten in the coupe, And bitch love it,
Switching lane faster she switch subject,
Tell a bitch don't to me,
And if you're talking to them niggas, talk for free,
And I hate when a say talk is cheap,
Cuz im the type to let talk for me,
My is art, unique,
My flow can a sea,
The only thing on a of a shark, is eat,
By any means, and just sardines,
I got the 40 cal. in my p.r.p's.,
do you expect, im from New Orleans,
And of my city is riders,
They tried to make a new map without us,
But the tourists come down and too many dollars,
And no matter how you change it, it still be ours

And imma ride with my niggas,
Most imma die with my finger on the trigga,
worry bout mine, imma grind till i get it
And all of my niggas that the sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
And imma tell all of my niggas the sky is the limit,
the sky is the limit,
Yeah, the sky is the limit,
And if you look up high, see that I'm gonna be in it,
Cuz the sky is the limit,

And you don't wanna with a soldier,
Use your head, or I'll it off ya shoulder,
Run up in your house and shoot that's sitting on the livingroom sofa,
And you don't fuck with a soldier,
Use your head, or ill it off ya shoulder,
Mail it to mom, with a dozen of roses, (Now that's fucked up)
And I'm a G,
And you aint know the alphabets to see,
I know my city is depending on me,
And I forget a lot of shit, but I never forget the streets

So you know im gonna ride with my muthafuckin niggas,
likely imma die with my finger on the trigga,
Don't worry mine, imma grind till i get it
And all of my niggas that the sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,
Don't worry bout mine, imma grind i get it
And tell all of my that the sky is the limit,
the sky is the limit,
Yeah, the sky is the limit,
And If you look high, you'll see im gonna be in it,
Cuz the sky is the

tell me dont get high, not to try to make a living,
I tell em' i'm a hustler, and I'd rather a killing
Cuz the sky is the

up in the air, because the sky is the limit,
Can you see me up The sky is the limit,
The sky is the limit,