Luyện nghe bài hát Touch the Sky

Niggas try to show me and make 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 I dress to kill
I it so you dressed to die, bless the guy
If he try and the stand and (testify)
buddy boy turn him into Buddy Lee
With dirty niggas in some ugly tee's (na-na-na)
And figures, you can't fight triggas
off light liquor 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 it in public, fuck it, you like it, I love it
Butt disgustin', I'm disgusted, wanna discuss it
me eye-to-eye, we could 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 doin' what we do
Nah Cam, I can tell they ain't to you

Pounds on the floor, guns on the
If money to make then I'm makin' a call
Blood on my chain, in the jar
Weed in the air, 2 pits in the
Handlin' biz, cameras all the crib
You broke and stand it
To count this much money you need stamina
went to Stanford, I grew up on Cam and them
Makin' this and makin' it fast
Rollin' a joint and I'm makin' it
Reppin' my Gang, no fakin' it
Drivin' my car like it ain't got no in it
Now my cribs got a safe in it
Had my own swag, you takin' it
Rollin' one up and I'm it
Got so much juice you taste the shit
out to Juicy J
He them Louis shades
We all get stupid
I ball, hoop today
Got one, need two of them
at me, see I'm doin' my thing
I'm just tryna up my sushi
Old school shit, you's a

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

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 they ain't used to you

Shit, I'm high
You bug it, where's the
out the bag, put the rest aside
Fonzarelli flow, the cool'll die
Ask me if I'm stoned, when am I ever
Rollin' up, you hit this L' or nah?
Uh, coped another Rollie, I was for time
TNT pullin' up, but we don't to swine
the corner pies, hustler since ?
Breakin' nights, blowin' blunts on
While you was in the nosebleeds at the Drake & Wayne
I was Hitler the pounds, got like 8 off
Eatin', the plate off, They only hate 'cause they lost
First class nigga, make a before the takeoff
Uh, fuck a label, it's Black Label
Indie nigga but I'm major
It's still fuck the 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 used to you