Luyện nghe bài hát Stay High

(featuring Eightball & MJG & Buck)

[DJ
Yeaaaaah!
For the first time goin down, history baby!
New 6 Mafia, featuring 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 some bump in the trunk
in my lap and you know it's a pump
Breakin down the green, rollin the blunt
pimp tight girls say I'm the mayne
Ice on the wrist the ice in the chain
Ridin through the hood, got me the grain
And I'm sippin the same, I'm changin the lane
Eyes tight cause I'm cho-ckin the green
Vision messed up I'm drinkin the lean
with a D-Boy, ridin them big toys
Make main gal wanna get on my team
She gotta 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. part and be the bar

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

[Young
Puff puff pass roll that blunt
Let's get high nigga us one
Paul pulled out the Phantom, niggaz can't it
But them hoes gonna out
Just really wanna smoke my weed, 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, 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 might not bring my own cause 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 my brain (ruined my brain)
You stole my heart (stole my heart), 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 pimp where she to be
You ain't met no dude it cold as me
The bag of kush cost 650, a nigga who smoke Reggie Miller
and chokin constantly
Taste fruit when you hit it, gotta have bread to get it
all night, sleep all day
That's to me the way
Roll that shit, light 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 nigga with the good sticky number at?
Cuttin up a cigarillo like a jack
In the mornin, what I need, is to, breath me in a whole lotta but uh
I'm needin somebody to me what I need
when I want nothin less then the best of the
DJ and Juicy J, Eightball and MJG
And Young Buck we don't give a fuck we represent this Tennessee
We drink a whole lot of (WHAT!)
Nigga got a lil on his chest
Do me like Clinton girl, take it out ya mouth
and shoot it there on your dress

J]
I stay high
, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie