Luyện nghe bài hát Stay High

(featuring Eightball & MJG & Buck)

[DJ
Yeaaaaah!
For the first time it's goin down, baby!
New Three 6 Mafia, Eightball and MJG, Young Buck!
a Tennessee thing!

[Hook: J]
I stay high, ie, ie,ie, ie,ie, ie,ie, ie
I die, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
I stay high, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
I die, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
I gotta high, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
I die, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
I stay high, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
I die, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie

J]

Call me the and you know I'm a stunt
Ridin in the car with some bump in the
in my lap and you know it's a pump
Breakin down the good green, the blunt
pimp tight girls say I'm the mayne
Ice on the wrist with the ice in the
Ridin through the hood, got me grippin the
And I'm sippin the same, while I'm changin the
Eyes real tight cause I'm cho-ckin the
Vision up cause I'm drinkin the lean
Messin with a D-Boy, ridin big toys
Make your main gal get on my team
She give it up before she get in my car
I ain't Denzel but I I'm a star
Cause I'm in the club, I be back in the far
Of the V.I.P. and be buyin the bar

[DJ
DJ Paul is a dog, one you do not
You leave your green me nigga your green gonna get lit up
You leave your drank around me believe drank gonna get drunk up
You your girl around me if she bad she gonna get stuck
These despise, we live them lives
And keep them eyes tight, round what they like
Make a couple nuns, a couple of
So purple, p-purple, p-purple and swallow it with
the yurple, yurple,
It's goin

[Young
Puff puff pass roll that blunt
Let's get high nigga us one
Paul pulled out the Phantom, can't stand it
But them gonna come out
Just wanna smoke my weed, fuck these hoes and stack my g'z
Stop at the light and pause on
Hit the and it be all on me but
Gotta one eye up on the po-po, close the window
when I the indo
Know mad, cause I'm rollin Benzos
that purple, not pretend-do
Three 6 Mafia my kinfolks, so when I'm in
Memphis,
I just might not bring my own cause them niggaz they'll let me smoke it for

[Crunchy
up Mary? (how you doin?), Mary Jane (stalkin me)
Since I have met ya girl you my brain (ruined my brain)
You my heart (stole my heart), right from the start (right from the start)
So I you down, lil momma put you in the gar (put you in the gar)

Split, roll, full of dro
Leave the club full of Mo
Your girlfriend wanna ride me
In a car with a where she supposed to be
You ain't met no spit it cold as me
The bag of kush cost 650, have a nigga who Reggie Miller
and chokin constantly
Taste like fruit when you hit it, have bread to get it
Smoke all night, all day
to me the American way
Roll that shit, that shit, hit that shit, hold that shit
that shit out slow, then pass it to me bro

MJ finna in some of that, super incredible
have a nigga runnin
Where that nigga with the sticky number at?
Cuttin up a cigarillo a lumber jack
In the mornin, what I need, is to, breath me in a lotta weed but uh
I'm needin somebody to give me what I
when I want nothin less then the best of the
DJ Paul and J, Eightball and MJG
And Young Buck we don't give a fuck we must represent Tennessee
We drink a lot of Hennessy (WHAT!)
got a lil hair on his chest
Do me like Bill Clinton girl, take it out ya
and shoot it right there on your

J]
I gotta high
, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie