Luyện nghe bài hát Still Fly

What's up, Fresh? our turn, baby

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

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

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

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

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

Gator Boots the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job but I stay
pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent
But thats 'cause I'm still fly

Got a tank gas in my new E-class
But that's alright I'm gon' ride
Got in my moma's name
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 steering is Fendi, dashboard Armani
With your baby momma, playa is you can find me

Pushing through the lot on 24's Cadillac
with the chromed out nose
With the navigation arrow headed to I-hop
Aunt Jamima loves me 'cause my syrup is so hot
Put the Caddy up, start the 3 Benz
Hyper white lights, ultra violet

tires and they gotta be run flat
TV the horn go, boy, can you top that?
I'm a show you some, rookie press that
The went, eh, eh and all of a sudden
4 15's see no wire's and then I heard boom from the amplifiers

Let me in the Benz with the fished out fins
loud pipes, drinking that Hen
It's the birdy, birdy man do it again
In the Cadillac truck with 10's

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

And bodies on the Lexus
You with that hardtop beamer
Mommy, that's your
I'm coming up the hood lovely
New shoes on the whip and I wake up the

430 lex convertible top
The rims keep spinning every I stop
I got a superman that I scored from Shaq
With a old school Caddy with a in the back

Gator Boots with the pimped out suit
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 in my moma's name
But I'm rich, da, dada, dada, da