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!
I'll vouch for ya, go, nigga!

[Hook: Quo] + (Obie Trice)
This is for my bitches and my
gettin' fuck the law
Stay on ya feet and crawl
STAY 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, you's a fake-ah
gettin' maj-ah, nigga you can hate if it's ya nate-ch-ah (nature)
stop gettin' paper though
all that 'cho, waitin' on a ho
gotta raise cocoa, put her in grade-A schools where go
amazing, two years retro, and in a vacant home the aafes sold
now a nigga's on the road, sellin' out shows, hate me hos
never would have fathomed
big lipped nigga from Craft
have to the masses
now they sweatin' backstage passes
try to a nigga ass, cause I roll with a gangsa style
was you at when 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 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 a thang funny man]
and I am so high [Obie Trice-Liven up, then hit ATL on'em]

[Verse 2-Stat

with the awkward flow the AT, do
wrist 'fo too cold, he swole, he roll, fo' sho' he plenty hos
fled, by my grip
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, right, every day
every night, motherfuckers can't see me,
I this look so easy
signed E & D the recipe, how can you not love it
tipsy off that hennesy, and types of bubbly

[Mini [Olivia Singing]

[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 on, as long as possible like a rodeo
I that that dick do so much damage
that Obie's not that average, so you gotta me, i'm so savage
lot of bitches wantin' marrage
what who? horse in a carrage
no bitch thats not status
gotta know my
pimp, no food stamps, no pampers, no
strictly inside these oversized mag-anums
when i'm dickin' down these actresses
cut'em John Singleton, in a matress askin' him when they seein' him again

[Mini Hook] Singing]

[Obie Up To Get'em (echoed)]