Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Fly

I gotta stay fly, I die
I gotta fly, until I die
I gotta fly, until I die
I gotta fly, until I die

Call me the and you know I'm a stunt
Ride in the car with some bump in the
Tone in my lap and you it's the pump
Breakin' down the good weed the blunt
Ghetto pimp girls say I'm the man
Ice on the wrist with the ice in the
Ridin' through the hood got me the grain
And I'm sippin' the same I'm changin' the lanes
Eyes tight 'cause I'm chokin' the creep
Vision messed up I'm drinkin' the lean
Messing with D boys them big toys
Make your main gal wanna get on my
She give it up before she get in my car
I ain't Denzel but I I'm a star
'Cause when I'm in the club I be in the far
In the VIP everybody in the bar

DJ is a dog one you do not trust
You leave your green me
Nigga green gonna get lit up
You your drink around me
Believe drink gonna get drunk up
You leave your girl me
And she bad she gonna get
These niggas is spies we living it keep them nice tires
Ridin' what they like
Make a of nuns a couple of dimes
It's purple purp purple purp purple and swallow it
With the yurple yip yurple yip yurples, goin' down!

I gotta stay fly, I die
I gotta fly, until I die

Puff pass nigga roll that blunt
Let's get nigga smoke us one
Car pull out the
can't stand it but them hoes gon' come out
Just really wanna smoke my
Fuck hoes and stack my cheese

Stop at the light and on 3
Hit the and it be all on me
But keep one eye out for the po-po
Close the window I roll the indo
Know they mad 'cause I roll the
It's that purple not
Three 6 Mafia and my kin folks
So when I'm in Memphis,
I just not bring my own
'Cause niggas still let me smoke for free

up Mary (How you doin'?)
Mary (Stanky nigga)
Since I met you girl you ruined my brain (Ruined my brain)
You stole my (You stole my heart)
Right from the start (Right the start)
So I broke you lil mama and hit you in the dark (hit you in the dark)

I gotta stay fly, I die
I stay fly, until I die

Front row of that dro'
Leave the club of rolls 8 mo
Yo girlfriend wanna ride me
In the car wit a pimp where she ta be
You ain't met no dudes cold as me
With a bag of that cost six-fifty
Have a nigga who smoke Reggie
Coughin' and choking
Tastes like fruit you hit it
Gotta bread to get it
Smoke all night, all day
should be the American way
Roll that shit, that shit,
Hit that shit, hold shit,
Blow that out slow
pass it to me bro

MJ gonna in some of that
Super incredible, leave a nigga back
Where the really good sticky number at
Cuttin' the cigarillo like a lumberjack
In the morning what I is to breath again a whole lot of weed
But maybe somebody can give me what I need when I want no than the best of the trees
DJ Paul and Juicy J, and M-J-G
And Buck we don't give a fuck
We must represent this
We drink a whole lot of
Nigga got a hair on his chest
And we be Bill Clinton girl take it out ya mouth
We'll shoot it down on yo chest

I gotta fly