Luyện nghe bài hát Touch the Sky

Niggas try to show me and make Arab
You try to shit on me and history
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 yeah I to kill
I make it so you dressed to die, the guy
If he try and the stand and (testify)
Yeah buddy boy turn him into Lee
With four dirty niggas in ugly tee's (na-na-na)
And figures, you can't fight triggas
Drunk off light light niggas (na da da da)
In the wintertime but I got the warm
Snowin' out showin' out, the top (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 it, I love it
Butt disgustin', I'm disgusted, don't wanna it
Look me eye-to-eye, we could go
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 just what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell they ain't to you

Pounds on the floor, on the wall
If there's money to make then I'm makin' a
on my chain, weed in the jar
Weed in the air, 2 in the yard
biz, cameras all over the crib
You broke and stand it
To count much money you need enough stamina
Some went to Stanford, I grew up on Cam and
Makin' money and makin' it fast
Rollin' a joint and I'm it last
Reppin' my Gang, ain't no it
my car like it ain't got no brakes in it
Now both my 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
out to Juicy J
He rock 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 tryna 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 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)
We just doin' what we do
Nah Cam, I can tell they ain't 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 L' or nah?
Uh, coped another Rollie, I was for time
TNT pullin' up, but we don't to swine
Send the pies, hustler since ?
Breakin' nights, blowin' blunts on
you was in the nosebleeds at the Drake & Wayne tour
I was Hitler with the pounds, got 8 off
Eatin', clean the plate off, only hate 'cause they lost
First nigga, make a flight before the takeoff
Uh, a label, 'less it's Black Label
Indie but I'm that major
It's fuck the other side
never nothin' 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' what we do
Nah Cam, I can they ain't used 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