Luyện nghe bài hát Touch The Sky

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

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

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

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

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

Back when Gucci was the shit to
Back when Slick Rick had the to pop
I'd do to say I got it
Damn, them new loafers my pocket
anybody wanted K. West beats
Me and my split the buffet at KFC
Dog, I was having nervous
Like "Man - these niggas that much better me?"
Baby, I'm on an airplane
And I don't know if be back again
Sure enough, I sent the plane
But she came to kick it, things became different
Any girl I cheated on, I skeeted on
Couldn't it at home, thought I needed a Nia Long
I'm trying to my wrongs
But it's them same wrongs helped me write this song

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

Yes, yes, yes, who's on third?
Lupe like Lupin the 3rd
like ear 'til I'm beer on the curb
Peachfuzz buzz but beard on the
Let's it down like we're on the syrup
Bottle body like Mrs. Butterworth
But, before you say another
I'm back on the block 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 as a porn 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 gotta
Come up in the spot extra fly
Fore the day you die, you touch the sky
You touch the sky baby girl
Testify, come up in the lookin' extra 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!