Luyện nghe bài hát Touch The Sky

I testify
Come up in the lookin' extra fly
Fore the day I die, touch the sky
testify
come up in the spot extra 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 like Bad Boy's street
I work the locks
Now let's go, take 'em back to the
Me and my hopped in that U-Haul van
Any pessimists I ain't talk to
Plus I ain't have no in my apart-a-ment
Let's take 'em to the club
about an hour I stand on line
I just wanted to dance, I to Jacob an hour
After I got my advance, I just wanted to
Jay line: "Dawg, in due time!"
Now he at me, like, "Damn, dawg! You where I am!"
A hip-hop legend, I I died
In that accident, cause this be heaven

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

Now take them 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)

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
anybody wanted K. West beats
Me and my split the buffet at KFC
Dog, I was having breakdowns
Like "Man - these niggas much better than me?"
Baby, I'm on an airplane
And I know if I'll be back again
Sure enough, I sent the plane
But when she came to kick it, became different
Any girl I cheated on, I skeeted on
Couldn't keep it at home, thought I needed a Nia
I'm to right my wrongs
But it's funny them same 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 girl
Testify, come up in the lookin' extra fly
'Fore the day you die, you gon' the sky

Yes, yes, yes, who's on third?
Lupe like Lupin the 3rd
Here like ear I'm beer on the curb
Peachfuzz buzz but on the verge
Let's slow it down we're on the syrup
Bottle shaped like Mrs. Butterworth
But, you say another word
I'm back on the block like I'm laying on the
I'm to stop "lion" like I'm Mumm-Ra
But I'm not lyin' I'm laying on the beat
En garde, or touché, Lupe as the unthawed
But I still feel as a gun charge
Come as as a porn star
In a pair steps in my best foreign car
So, I represent the
Now let me end my verse right where the are

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

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