Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Fly (Still Fly Remix)

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

me the juice and you know I'm a stunt
Ride in the car with bump in the trunk
Tone in my lap and you know the pump
Breakin' down the good weed rollin' the
Ghetto tight girls 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 I'm drinkin' the lean
Messing with D boys riding big toys
Make main gal wanna get on my team
She gotta give it up she get in my car
I ain't but I know I'm a star
'Cause I'm in the club I be back in the far
In the VIP part in the bar

DJ is a dog one you do not trust
You leave your green me
Nigga your green get lit up
You leave your drink 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 of nuns a couple of dimes
It's purple purp purp purple and swallow it down
With the yurple yip yip yurples, it's goin' down!

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

Puff pass nigga roll that blunt
Let's get high smoke us one
Car pull out the
can't stand it but them hoes gon' come out
Just really 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
Close the window when I roll the
they mad 'cause I roll the Benzo
It's that purple not
Three 6 Mafia and they my kin
So when I'm in Memphis,
I just not bring my own
'Cause them niggas still let me smoke for

up Mary (How you doin'?)
Mary (Stanky nigga)
I have met you girl 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 down lil and hit you in the dark (hit you in the dark)

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

Front row of that dro'
Leave the full of rolls 8 mo
Yo girlfriend wanna ride me
In the car wit a where she supposed ta be
You met no dudes spittin' cold as me
With a bag of kush that cost
Have a who smoke Reggie Miller
and choking constantly
Tastes like fruit you hit it
Gotta have to get it
all night, sleep all day
That should be the way
that shit, light that shit,
Hit that shit, that shit,
Blow that out slow
Then it to me bro

MJ gonna sprinkle in of that
incredible, leave a nigga runnin' back
Where the really good sticky number at
through the cigarillo like a lumberjack
In the morning I need is to breath 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, and M-J-G
And Young Buck we give a fuck
We must represent this
We drink a whole lot of
got a little hair on his chest
And we be like Bill Clinton girl it out ya mouth
We'll it down right on yo chest

I gotta fly