Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Fly (Still Fly Remix)

I stay 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 some bump in the trunk
Tone in my lap and you it's the pump
down the good weed rollin' the blunt
Ghetto pimp tight 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 sippin' the same while I'm changin' the
Eyes real tight 'cause I'm the creep
Vision messed up I'm drinkin' the lean
Messing with D riding them big toys
Make your main gal wanna get on my
She gotta it up before she get in my car
I ain't Denzel but I know I'm a
'Cause 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
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
These niggas is spies we it live keep them nice tires
Ridin' around they like
Make a couple of nuns a of dimes
It's purple purp purple purp purple and it down
the yurple yip yurple yip yurples, it's goin' down!

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

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

at the light and pause on 3
Hit the and it be all on me
But keep one eye out for the po-po
Close the window when I the indo
Know mad 'cause I roll 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

up Mary (How you doin'?)
Mary (Stanky nigga)
I have met you girl you ruined my brain (Ruined my brain)
You stole my (You stole my heart)
Right from the (Right from 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 fly, until I die

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

MJ gonna sprinkle in of that
Super incredible, leave a nigga back
Where the nigga really good sticky at
Cuttin' 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 than the best of the trees
DJ Paul and Juicy J, 8-ball and
And Young Buck we don't a fuck
We represent this Tennessee
We drink a whole lot of
got a little hair on his chest
And we be like Bill Clinton girl take it out ya
We'll shoot it down on yo chest

I gotta fly