Luyện nghe bài hát Touch The Sky

I testify
up in the spot lookin' extra fly
Fore the day I die, I'mma the sky
Gotta
come up in the spot lookin' fly
'Fore the day I die, I'mma the sky

Back they thought pink Polos would hurt the Roc
Cam got the shit to pop
The doors was closed, I felt Bad Boy's street team
I work the locks
Now let's go, 'em back to the plan
Me and my momma in that U-Haul van
Any pessimists I talk to them
I ain't have no phone in my apart-a-ment
Let's take 'em to the club
Least about an hour I stand on
I wanted to dance, I went to Jacob an hour
I got my advance, I just wanted to shine
Jay line: "Dawg, in due time!"
Now he look at me, like, "Damn, dawg! You I am!"
A hip-hop legend, I I died
In that accident, this must be heaven

I testify
Come up in the spot lookin' fly
Fore the day I die, touch the sky
testify
come up in the spot lookin' fly
the day I die, I'mma touch the sky

Now let's take them high (Top of the baby)
(Top top of the world)
La la la (Top of the baby)
(On top of the world)

Now let's take them (Top of the world baby)
(Top top of the world)
La la la (Top of the baby)
(On top of the world)

when Gucci was the shit to rock
Back Slick Rick had the shit to pop
I'd do to say I got it
Damn, them new loafers my pocket
Before wanted K. West beats
Me and my girl the buffet at KFC
Dog, I was nervous breakdowns
Like "Man - these niggas that better than me?"
Baby, I'm going on an
And I don't know if I'll be again
enough, I sent the plane tickets
But when she came to kick it, became different
Any girl I cheated on, sheets I on
Couldn't keep it at home, thought I a Nia Long
I'm trying to my wrongs
But it's funny them same wrongs helped me write song

I testify
Come up in the lookin' extra fly
Fore the day you die, you gon' the sky
You gon' touch the sky baby
Testify, up in the spot lookin' extra fly
'Fore the day you die, you gon' the sky

Yes, yes, yes, who's on third?
Lupe steal Lupin the 3rd
Here like ear 'til I'm beer on the
Peachfuzz buzz but beard on the
slow it down like we're on the syrup
Bottle shaped like Mrs. Butterworth
But, before you say another
I'm back on the like I'm laying on the street
I'm trying to stop "lion" like I'm
But I'm not lyin' I'm laying on the beat
En garde, or touché, Lupe as the unthawed
But I still possessed as a gun charge
Come as correct as a star
In a fresh pair steps in my best car
So, I represent the
Now let me end my verse right the horns are

I testify
up in the spot lookin' extra fly
Fore the day you die, you gon' the sky
You touch the sky baby girl
Testify, come up in the spot lookin' fly
the day you die, you gon' touch the sky

We at home, baby!
Sky high, I'm, I'm sky high!
Yeah, good to be home, baby!