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!
vouch for ya, lets go, nigga!

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

[Verse 1-Obie
My is O and to the B-I-E
Trife life,
me, injuries
niggaz who to be
gangs-tah, nigga you's a
gettin' money maj-ah, nigga you can hate if ya nate-ch-ah (nature)
never stop paper though
all 'cho, just waitin' on a ho
gotta raise cocoa, put her in grade-A schools where go
amazing, two years retro, and in a home where the aafes 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 them backstage passes
try to give a nigga ass, I roll with a gangsa style
where was you at 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 Trice-You rollin' up that skunk, i'm off that juice, punk]
and I spy I feel so alive [Obie Trice-Shit, I get that money man, and ain't a thang funny man]
and I am so high [Obie up, then hit that ATL on'em]

[Verse 2-Stat

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

[Mini Hook] Singing]

[Verse 3-Obie
Obie keep a couple hoes, tokin' on that
dick up in they ass so them hoes know they gotta
they know O, for jokes, thats fo' sho
so they try to on, as long as possible like a rodeo
I mean that that do so much damage
that Obie's not average, so you gotta pardon me, i'm so savage
lot of bitches wantin' marrage
what bitch who? in a carrage
no bitch thats not obie's
gotta know my
pimp, no stamps, no pampers, no lips
strictly prophalactics inside these oversized
i'm dickin' down these actresses then
cut'em like Singleton, in a matress askin' him when they seein' him again

[Mini Hook] Singing]

Trice-Liven Up To Get'em (echoed)]