Luyện nghe bài hát Stay High

(featuring Eightball & MJG & Buck)

[DJ
Yeaaaaah!
For the first time it's down, history baby!
New Three 6 Mafia, featuring 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 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 Juice and you know I'm a
in the car with some bump in the trunk
Tone in my lap and you it's a pump
Breakin down the good green, rollin the
Ghetto pimp tight girls say I'm the
Ice on the wrist the ice in the chain
Ridin through the hood, got me grippin the
And I'm the same, while I'm changin the lane
Eyes real tight I'm cho-ckin the green
Vision messed up I'm drinkin the lean
with a D-Boy, ridin them big toys
Make your gal wanna get on my team
She give it up before she get in my car
I ain't Denzel but I know I'm a
Cause when I'm in the club, I be in the far
Of the V.I.P. part and be the bar

[DJ
DJ Paul is a dog, one you do not
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 around me if she bad she gonna get stuck
These niggaz despise, we them lives
And keep them eyes tight, ridin round they like
a couple nuns, a couple of dykes
So purple, p-purple, and swallow it down with
the yurple, yurple,
It's goin

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

[Crunchy
What's up Mary? (how you doin?), 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
Leave the club of Rose' Mo
Your wanna ride with me
In a car with a pimp where she 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 when you hit it, gotta have 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 shit out slow, then pass it to me bro

MJ finna sprinkle in some of that, incredible
a nigga runnin back
Where that 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 lotta weed but uh
I'm needin somebody to me what I need
I want nothin less then the best of the trees
DJ Paul and J, Eightball 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 Bill Clinton girl, take it out ya mouth
and shoot it there on your dress

J]
I gotta stay
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