Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Bout It

(featuring Olivia & Quo)

[Obie
Obie Trice, nigga! Stat Quo! to Shady my nigga!
Congratulations, nigga out the hood!
vouch for ya, lets go, nigga!

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

1-Obie Trice]
My name is O and to the
life, entety
envy me,
niggaz who to be
gangs-tah, you's a fake-ah
gettin' money maj-ah, nigga you can hate if ya nate-ch-ah (nature)
never stop paper though
all that 'cho, just on a ho
gotta raise cocoa, put her in schools where asians go
amazing, two years retro, and in a vacant home the aafes sold
now a on the road, sellin' out major shows, hate me hos
never would have that
big lipped from school Craft
have access to the
now they sweatin' them backstage
try to give a nigga ass, cause I roll with a 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 gotta get that money man, and a thang funny man]
and I am so high [Obie Trice-Liven up, hit that ATL on'em]

[Verse Quo]

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

[Mini Hook] [Olivia

[Verse Trice]
Obie keep a couple hoes, tokin' on okie-do
dick up in ass so them hoes know they gotta smoke
know O, ain't for jokes, thats fo' sho
so they try to hold on, as long as possible like a
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
know my apparatus
pimp, no stamps, no pampers, no lips
strictly prophalactics inside these mag-anums
when i'm dickin' down actresses then
cut'em like John Singleton, in a matress askin' him when they him again

[Mini [Olivia Singing]

[Obie Trice-Liven Up To (echoed)]