Luyện nghe bài hát Stay High

(featuring Eightball & MJG & Buck)

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

Juicy J]
I gotta 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
I gotta high, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
I die, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie

J]

Call me the Juice and you know I'm a
Ridin in the car with some bump in the
Tone in my lap and you know a pump
Breakin down the green, rollin the blunt
Ghetto pimp tight girls say I'm the
Ice on the wrist with the ice in the
Ridin the hood, got me grippin the grain
And I'm sippin the same, I'm changin the lane
real tight cause I'm cho-ckin the green
Vision messed up cause I'm drinkin the
Messin a D-Boy, ridin them big toys
Make your main gal wanna get on my
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 is a dog, one you do not trust
You leave your green around me your green gonna get lit up
You leave your drank me believe your drank gonna get drunk up
You leave your girl around me if she bad she gonna get
These niggaz despise, we live lives
And them eyes tight, ridin round what they like
a couple nuns, a couple of dykes
So purple, p-purple, p-purple and swallow it with
the yurple, yurple,
It's dowwwwwn

[Young
Puff puff pass roll that blunt
Let's get high smoke us one
Paul pulled out the Phantom, niggaz stand it
But hoes gonna come out
Just really smoke my weed, fuck these hoes and stack my g'z
Stop at the and pause on Three
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 them my kinfolks, so when I'm in
Memphis,
I just might not bring my own cause them they'll let me smoke it for free

Black]
What's up (how you doin?), Mary Jane (stalkin me)
I have met ya girl you ruined my brain (ruined my brain)
You stole my heart (stole my heart), right from the (right from the start)
So I broke you down, lil put you in the gar (put you in the gar)

Split, roll, full of dro
the club full of Rose' Mo
Your girlfriend wanna ride me
In a car with a where she supposed to be
You ain't met no dude it cold as me
The bag of kush cost 650, have a nigga who Reggie Miller
Coughin and chokin
Taste like fruit when you hit it, gotta bread to get it
Smoke all night, all day
to me the American way
Roll shit, light that shit, hit that shit, hold that shit
Blow that shit out slow, 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 like a jack
In the mornin, I need, is to, breath me in a whole lotta weed but uh
I'm needin somebody to me what I need
when I want nothin then the best of the trees
DJ Paul and J, Eightball and MJG
And Young Buck we don't a fuck we must represent this Tennessee
We a whole lot of Hennessy (WHAT!)
Nigga got a lil on his chest
Do me Bill Clinton girl, take it out ya mouth
and it right there on your dress

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