Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Fly

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

me the juice and you know I'm a stunt
Ride in the car some bump in the trunk
Tone in my lap and you it's the pump
Breakin' down the good weed rollin' the
Ghetto pimp tight say I'm the man
Ice on the with the ice in the chains
Ridin' through the hood got me grippin' the
And I'm sippin' the same I'm changin' the lanes
real tight 'cause I'm chokin' the creep
Vision messed up 'cause I'm the lean
with D boys riding them big toys
Make your gal wanna get on my team
She gotta give it up she get in my car
I ain't Denzel but I I'm a star
'Cause when I'm in the I be back in the far
In the VIP everybody in the bar

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

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

Puff puff pass nigga roll blunt
Let's get high nigga us one
Car out the phantom
can't stand it but them hoes gon' come out
Just wanna smoke my weed
Fuck these hoes and my cheese

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

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

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

Front row full of dro'
Leave the full of rolls 8 mo
Yo wanna ride with me
In the car wit a pimp she supposed ta be
You ain't met no spittin' cold as me
With a bag of kush that six-fifty
Have a who smoke Reggie Miller
Coughin' and constantly
Tastes fruit when you hit it
Gotta bread to get it
Smoke all night, all day
That be the American way
that shit, light that shit,
Hit that shit, that shit,
Blow shit out slow
pass it to me bro

MJ gonna sprinkle in of that
incredible, leave a nigga runnin' back
Where the nigga really good number at
Cuttin' through the cigarillo a lumberjack
In the morning what I need is to breath again a whole lot of
But maybe somebody can me what I need when I want no less than the best of the trees
DJ Paul and Juicy J, and M-J-G
And Young Buck we give a fuck
We must represent Tennessee
We a whole lot of Hennessey
Nigga got a little on his chest
And we be like Bill Clinton take it out ya mouth
We'll shoot it down right on yo

I stay fly