Luyện nghe bài hát Still Fly

What's up, Fresh? It's our turn,

Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci
Ain't got no job but I stay
Can't pay my 'cause all my money's spent
But that's okay I'm still fly

Gotcha car play on shine
Said mine, get a mink, baby girl, let's ride
You da 1 stunna and we gonna glide
And go straight to the mall and turn out the

Gucci full length leather
Bourbons cooler, Coogi
inches pop my feather
The daddy, I fly in any weather

Alligator seats with the head in the
on the dash, G-Wagon so Fly
Numba 1, don't and twist
When it come to these cars, I am that

The Gucci the matching interior
3 wheel ride the tire in the middle
It's Fresh and stunna and we like
We shine like daddy, this our summer

Gator Boots with the pimped out suit
Ain't got no job but I stay
Can't pay my rent 'cause all my spent
But thats okay 'cause I'm fly

Got a tank gas in my new E-class
But alright 'cause I'm gon' ride
Got everything in my moma's
But I'm rich, da, dada, dada, da

you ever seen the crocodile seats in the truck?
Turn around and sit it down and let em' yo' butt
See, the wheel is Fendi, dashboard Armani
With your momma, playa is where you can find me

through the parking lot on 24's Cadillac
Escalate with the out nose
the navigation arrow headed straight to I-hop
Aunt Jamima really me 'cause my syrup is so hot
Put the Caddy up, start the 3 wheel
Hyper lights, ultra violet lens

Sumitomo tires and they gotta be run
TV the horn go, boy, can you top that?
I'm a you some, rookie press that button
The went, eh, eh and all of a sudden
4 15's didn't see no wire's and then I heard boom from the

Let me slide in the Benz with the fished out
Impala loud pipes, drinking Hen
It's the birdy, birdy man I'll do it
In the Cadillac truck 24's 10's

Looking at my Gucci, it's about time
6 bad flying in at 9
New suburban truck the paint job showing
Up and down and up go

And on the Roadster Lexus
You know with that hardtop
Mommy, that's your
I'm coming up the hood been
New shoes on the whip and I up the bubbly

430 lex with top
The rims spinning every time I stop
I got a Benz that I scored from Shaq
a old school Caddy with a diamond in the back

Gator Boots with the pimped out Gucci
Ain't got no job but I stay
Can't pay my 'cause all my money's spent
But that's okay I'm still fly

Got a quarter tank gas in my new
But alright 'cause I'm gon' ride
Got everything in my moma's
But I'm rich, da, dada, dada, da