Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Fly

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

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

DJ Paul is a dog one you do not
You leave your around me
your green gonna get lit up
You leave drink around me
Believe drink gonna get drunk up
You leave girl around me
And she bad she get stuffed
These niggas is spies we living it keep them nice tires
around what they like
Make a couple of nuns a couple of
It's purple purp purple purp purple and 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 that
Let's get high smoke us one
Car pull out the
Niggas can't it but them hoes gon' come out
really wanna smoke my weed
Fuck these hoes and stack my

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

What's up (How you doin'?)
Jane (Stanky nigga)
Since I have met you you ruined my brain (Ruined my brain)
You stole my heart (You 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 stay fly, until I die
I gotta stay fly, I die

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

MJ gonna sprinkle in of that
Super incredible, a nigga runnin' back
Where the really good sticky number at
Cuttin' through the like a lumberjack
In the morning what I need is to breath again a lot of weed
But maybe somebody can me what I need when I want no less than the best of the trees
DJ and Juicy J, 8-ball and M-J-G
And Young Buck we don't give a
We must this Tennessee
We a whole lot of Hennessey
Nigga got a hair on his chest
And we be like Bill Clinton girl take it out ya
We'll shoot it down on yo chest

I stay fly