Luyện nghe bài hát Touch The Sky

Niggas try to show me and make Arab
You try to shit on me and make
You history!

You got to the guy
In God I trust, he in I
I get high it feel like I (touch the sky)
And I dress to kill
I it so you dressed to die, bless the guy
If he try and the stand and (testify)
Yeah buddy boy turn him Buddy Lee
With four dirty niggas in ugly tee's (na-na-na)
And despite figures, you can't fight
Drunk off light liquor light (na da da da)
In the wintertime but I got the drop
Snowin' out out, the top gone (na-na-na)
I do I have to do
say "you little bastard you"
"Look man they all gonna at you" (ha ha ha)
You wifed it in public, fuck it, you like it, I it
Butt disgustin', I'm disgusted, don't discuss it
me eye-to-eye, we could go eye-for-eye
But pardon, I'm on (la-la-la)

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
We doin' what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can they ain't used to you

on the floor, guns on the wall
If there's to make then I'm makin' a call
Blood on my chain, in the jar
Weed in the air, 2 in the yard
Handlin' biz, all over the crib
You broke and stand it
To count this much money you need enough
Some went to Stanford, I up on Cam and them
Makin' this money and it fast
Rollin' a joint and I'm it last
Reppin' my Gang, ain't no it
Drivin' my car like it got no brakes in it
Now my cribs got a safe in it
Had my own swag, you takin' it
Rollin' one up and I'm it
Got so much juice you could the shit
Shout out to J
He them Louis shades
We all get paid
I ball, let's today
Got one, need two of rings
Look at me, see I'm doin' my
I'm just up my sushi game
Old shit, you's a lame

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
We doin' what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell ain't used to you

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
We just doin' what we do
Nah Cam, I can tell ain't used to you

Shit, I'm high
You bug it, where's the
Dibble out the bag, put the aside
Fonzarelli flow, the cool'll die
Ask me if I'm stoned, when am I ever
Rollin' up, you tryna hit this L' or
Uh, coped another Rollie, I was for time
TNT pullin' up, but we don't to swine
Send the corner pies, hustler ?
Breakin' nights, blunts on Morningside
While you was in the nosebleeds at the Drake & tour
I was with the pounds, got like 8 off
Eatin', clean the plate off, only hate 'cause they lost
First class nigga, make a flight before the
Uh, fuck a label, 'less it's Black
Indie nigga but I'm that
It's fuck the other side
never lettin' ride
Roofless shit, the bitch
see if she can (touch the sky)

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
Uh we just doin' we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell they ain't to you

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
Uh we just doin' what we do
Nah Cam, I can tell they ain't to you