Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Bout It

(featuring Olivia & Quo)

Trice]
Obie Trice, nigga! Stat Quo! Welcome to my nigga!
Congratulations, another out the hood!
I'll vouch for ya, go, nigga!

[Hook: Quo] + (Obie Trice)
This is for my and my dogs
gettin' cheddar the law
Stay on ya feet and never
STAY IT!
(This is for my and my hoes)
(keep ya head up ya foes)
(get ya up to ya nose)
(Over It)

[Verse Trice]
My is O and to the B-I-E
life, entety
envy me,
niggaz who to be
gangs-tah, nigga a fake-ah
gettin' money maj-ah, nigga you can hate if ya nate-ch-ah (nature)
never gettin' paper though
all 'cho, just waitin' on a ho
gotta raise cocoa, put her in schools where asians go
amazing, two years retro, and in a vacant home where the sold
now a nigga's on the road, sellin' out major shows, me hos
never have fathomed that
big lipped nigga from school
have to the masses
now they sweatin' backstage passes
try to give a nigga ass, cause I with a gangsa style
was you at when I was on the ave, tryin' to get cash up/ (BIATCH!)

[Mini Hook] Singing]
I am so alive! [Obie get that money man, and ain't a thang funny man]
I am so high! [Obie rollin' up that skunk, i'm off that crunk juice, punk]
and I spy I feel so alive [Obie Trice-Shit, I gotta get that money man, and ain't a funny man]
and I am so high [Obie Trice-Liven up, hit that ATL on'em]

[Verse 2-Stat

with the awkward flow the AT, do
wrist 'fo too cold, he swole, he roll, fo' he gettin' plenty hos
fled, by my grip
GMM, my clique
fit, new kicks
i'm the shit, see me wit
yo bitch, on the
slick, hate on me eat a dick
born to get chips
is he rich, right, every day
every night, motherfuckers see me, bibi
I made look so easy
signed with E & D the recipe, how can you not it
tipsy off that hennesy, and other types of

[Mini [Olivia Singing]

3-Obie Trice]
Obie keep a couple hoes, on that okie-do
dick up in they ass so them hoes they gotta smoke
they O, ain't for jokes, thats fo' sho
so they try to hold on, as long as like a rodeo
I mean that dick do so much damage
that Obie's not that average, so you pardon me, i'm so savage
gotta lot of bitches marrage
what bitch who? horse in a
no thats not obie's status
gotta know my
pimp, no food stamps, no pampers, no
strictly prophalactics these oversized mag-anums
when i'm dickin' these actresses then
cut'em like John Singleton, in a matress askin' him they seein' him again

[Mini [Olivia Singing]

[Obie Trice-Liven Up To (echoed)]