Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Fly (Still Fly Remix)

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

me the juice and you know I'm a stunt
Ride in the car with some in the trunk
Tone in my lap and you it's the pump
Breakin' down the good weed the blunt
pimp tight 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 the same while I'm changin' the lanes
Eyes tight 'cause I'm chokin' the creep
Vision messed up I'm drinkin' 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 but I know 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 your around me
Nigga your gonna get lit up
You leave your around me
Believe your drink get drunk up
You your girl around me
And she bad she gonna get
These niggas is spies we living it live keep them tires
Ridin' around they like
Make a couple of nuns a couple of
purple 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 stay fly, until I die

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

Stop at the and pause 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 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

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

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

Front row full of that
the club full of rolls 8 mo
Yo wanna ride with me
In the car wit a pimp she supposed ta be
You met no dudes spittin' cold as me
With a bag of that cost six-fifty
a nigga who smoke Reggie Miller
Coughin' and constantly
Tastes like fruit you hit it
have bread to get it
Smoke all night, all day
That be the American way
Roll that shit, that shit,
Hit that shit, that shit,
that shit out slow
pass it to me bro

MJ gonna sprinkle in some of
incredible, leave a nigga runnin' back
Where the nigga really good number at
through the cigarillo like a lumberjack
In the morning what I need is to breath again a whole lot of
But maybe somebody can give me what I need when I want no less 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 drink a lot of Hennessey
got a little hair on his chest
And we be like Bill Clinton girl take it out ya
We'll shoot it down right on yo

I gotta fly