Luyện nghe bài hát Still Fly

What's up, Fresh? our turn, baby

Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job but I sharp
pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent
But okay 'cause I'm still fly

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

Prowler Gucci full length
Bourbons cooler, Coogi
Twenty pop my feather
The Birdman daddy, I fly in any

Alligator seats with the head in the
Swine on the dash, so Fly
Numba 1, don't tangle and
When it come to cars, I am that fella

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

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

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

Have you ever seen the seats in the truck?
Turn around and sit it and let em' bite yo' butt
See, the steering wheel is Fendi, dashboard
your baby momma, playa is where you can find me

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

Sumitomo and they gotta be run flat
TV where the horn go, boy, can you top
I'm a show you some, press that button
The trunk went, eh, eh and all of a
4 15's didn't see no wire's and then I heard from the amplifiers

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

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

And bodies on the Lexus
You know with that hardtop
Mommy, your truck
I'm coming up the hood lovely
New shoes on the and I wake up the bubbly

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

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

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