Luyện nghe bài hát Stay High

(featuring & MJG & Young Buck)

[DJ
Yeaaaaah!
For the time it's goin down, history 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 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 I'm a stunt
Ridin in the car some bump in the trunk
Tone in my lap and you know a pump
Breakin down the good green, rollin the
pimp 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 cause I'm cho-ckin the
Vision messed up cause I'm the lean
Messin a D-Boy, ridin them big toys
Make main gal wanna get on my team
She gotta give it up she get in my car
I ain't but I know 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 your green around me nigga your green gonna get lit up
You leave your drank around me believe your drank gonna get up
You leave your around me if she bad she gonna get stuck
These despise, we live them lives
And keep them eyes tight, ridin what they like
Make a nuns, a couple of dykes
So purple, p-purple, p-purple and swallow it with
the yurple, yurple,
goin dowwwwwn

[Young
Puff puff pass nigga that blunt
Let's get nigga smoke us one
Paul pulled out the Phantom, can't stand it
But them gonna come out
really wanna smoke my weed, fuck these hoes and stack my g'z
Stop at the light and on Three
Hit the and it be all on me but
Gotta one eye up on the po-po, close the window
I roll the indo
Know they mad, cause I'm 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
What's up Mary? (how you doin?), Mary (stalkin me)
Since I have met ya girl you ruined my (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, of that dro
Leave the full of Rose' Mo
Your wanna ride with me
In a car a pimp where she supposed to be
You met no dude 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, gotta 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
Blow shit out slow, then pass it to me bro

MJ finna sprinkle in some of that, incredible
have a nigga back
Where that nigga with the good number at?
Cuttin up a cigarillo a lumber 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 of the trees
DJ Paul and Juicy J, and MJG
And Young Buck we don't give a fuck we represent this Tennessee
We a whole lot of Hennessy (WHAT!)
got a lil hair on his chest
Do me like Clinton girl, take it out ya mouth
and shoot it right on your dress

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