Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Bout It

(featuring Olivia & Quo)

[Obie
Obie Trice, nigga! Stat Quo! to Shady my nigga!
Congratulations, another out the hood!
I'll for ya, lets go, nigga!

Stat Quo] + (Obie Trice)
This is for my and my dogs
gettin' fuck the law
Stay on ya and never crawl
BOUT IT!
(This is for my and my hoes)
(keep ya up fuck ya foes)
(get ya up to ya nose)
(Over It)

[Verse 1-Obie
My is O and to the B-I-E
life, entety
envy me,
who pretend to be
gangs-tah, nigga a fake-ah
gettin' money maj-ah, nigga you can if it's ya nate-ch-ah (nature)
never stop gettin' paper
all 'cho, just waitin' on a ho
gotta raise cocoa, put her in grade-A where asians go
amazing, two years retro, and in a vacant home where the aafes
now a nigga's on the road, sellin' out major shows, me hos
never have fathomed that
big lipped nigga school Craft
have access to the
now sweatin' them backstage passes
try to a nigga ass, cause I roll with a gangsa style
where was you at I was on the ave, tryin' to get cash up/ (BIATCH!)

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

[Verse 2-Stat

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

[Mini Hook] [Olivia

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

[Mini Hook] Singing]

[Obie Up To Get'em (echoed)]