Luyện nghe bài hát Touch the Sky

Niggas try to me and make history Arab
You try to on me and make 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 dress to
I make it so you to die, bless the guy
If he try and take the and (testify)
Yeah buddy boy turn him Buddy Lee
four dirty niggas in some ugly tee's (na-na-na)
And despite figures, you can't fight
Drunk off light light niggas (na da da da)
In the but I got the drop warm
out showin' out, the top gone (na-na-na)
I do what I to do
say "you little bastard you"
"Look man all gonna laugh 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
Look me eye-to-eye, we 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 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 a call
Blood on my chain, in the jar
Weed in the air, 2 in the yard
biz, cameras all over the crib
You broke and can't it
To count much money you need enough stamina
Some went to Stanford, I grew up on Cam and
Makin' this money and makin' it
Rollin' a and I'm makin' it last
Reppin' my Gang, ain't no it
my car like it ain't got no brakes in it
Now both my cribs got a in it
Had my own swag, you start it
one up and I'm facin' it
Got so much you could taste the shit
out to Juicy J
He them Louis shades
We all get paid
I ball, hoop today
Got one, need two of rings
at me, see I'm doin' my thing
I'm just tryna up my game
Old school shit, 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 what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell they ain't to you

Shit, I'm extra
You bug it, where's the
Dibble out the bag, put the rest
Fonzarelli flow, the never die
Ask me if I'm stoned, am I ever not?
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 pies, hustler since ?
Breakin' nights, blowin' on Morningside
While you was in the nosebleeds at the Drake & tour
I was Hitler the pounds, got like 8 off
Eatin', the plate off, They only hate 'cause they lost
class nigga, make a flight before the takeoff
Uh, fuck a label, it's Black Label
nigga but I'm that major
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 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 used to you