Luyện nghe bài hát Stay High

(featuring & MJG & Young Buck)

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

[Hook: J]
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 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

J]

Call me the and you know I'm a stunt
Ridin in the car with bump in the trunk
in my lap and you know it's a pump
Breakin down the good green, rollin the
Ghetto tight girls say I'm the mayne
Ice on the wrist the ice in the chain
through the hood, got me grippin the grain
And I'm sippin the same, I'm changin the lane
Eyes real tight I'm cho-ckin the green
Vision up cause I'm drinkin the lean
Messin with a D-Boy, them big toys
your main gal wanna get on my team
She gotta give it up 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
Of the V.I.P. part and be the bar

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

[Young
Puff puff nigga roll that blunt
Let's get high nigga us one
pulled out the Phantom, niggaz can't stand it
But them hoes 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 keep one eye up on the po-po, close the
when I roll the
Know they mad, I'm rollin Benzos
that purple, not pretend-do
Three 6 Mafia them my kinfolks, so I'm in
Memphis,
I just might not bring my own them niggaz they'll let me smoke it for free

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

Split, roll, of that dro
the club full of Rose' Mo
Your wanna ride with me
In a car with a where she supposed to be
You met no dude spit it cold as me
The bag of kush cost 650, have a nigga who smoke Reggie
and chokin constantly
Taste like fruit when you hit it, gotta bread to get it
all night, sleep all day
That's to me the way
Roll that shit, that shit, hit that shit, hold that shit
Blow shit out slow, then pass it to me bro

MJ finna sprinkle in some of that, incredible
have a nigga runnin
that nigga with the good sticky number at?
Cuttin up a cigarillo like a lumber
In the mornin, what I need, is to, breath me in a whole lotta but uh
I'm needin somebody to give me I need
when I want nothin then the best of the trees
DJ Paul and Juicy J, and MJG
And Young Buck we don't give a fuck we must this Tennessee
We a whole 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