Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Fly (Still Fly Remix)

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

Call me the juice and you 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 weed rollin' the blunt
Ghetto tight girls 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 same while I'm the lanes
real tight 'cause I'm chokin' the creep
Vision messed up 'cause I'm the lean
Messing with D boys riding them big
Make main gal wanna get on my team
She gotta give it up she get in my car
I ain't Denzel but I know I'm a
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 green around me
your green gonna get lit up
You leave your around me
your drink gonna get drunk up
You leave your around me
And she bad she get stuffed
niggas is spies we living it live keep them nice tires
Ridin' around what like
Make a couple of nuns a couple of
It's purp purple purp purple and swallow it down
With the yurple yip yurple yip yurples, it's down!

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

Puff pass nigga roll that blunt
get high nigga smoke us one
Car out the phantom
Niggas can't stand it but them hoes come out
Just wanna smoke my weed
Fuck these hoes and 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
the window when I roll the indo
Know they mad I roll the Benzo
It's that purple not
6 Mafia and they my kin folks
So when I'm in Memphis,
I just might not my own
'Cause them niggas still let me smoke for

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

Front row full of that
Leave the club 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 cost
Have a nigga who smoke Reggie
and choking constantly
Tastes like when you hit it
have bread to get it
Smoke all night, all day
That should be the way
Roll that shit, that shit,
Hit shit, hold that shit,
Blow that out slow
Then it to me bro

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

I gotta fly