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
When I get high it like I (touch the sky)
And yeah I dress to
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 four dirty niggas in ugly tee's (na-na-na)
And despite figures, you can't fight
Drunk off light liquor light (na da da da)
In the wintertime but I got the warm
out showin' out, the top gone (na-na-na)
I do I have to do
They say "you little 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 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 used to you

Pounds on the floor, on the wall
If there's money to then I'm makin' a call
Blood on my chain, in the jar
Weed in the air, 2 pits in the
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 up on Cam and them
Makin' this money and it fast
a joint and I'm makin' it last
Reppin' my Gang, no fakin' it
Drivin' my car like it got no brakes in it
Now both my cribs got a in it
Had my own swag, you takin' it
one up and I'm facin' it
Got so much juice you taste the shit
out to Juicy J
He rock them shades
We all get paid
I ball, let's hoop
Got one, two of them rings
at me, see I'm doin' my thing
I'm just tryna up my game
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 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)
We doin' what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell ain't used to you

Shit, I'm high
You bug it, where's the
Dibble out the bag, put the aside
flow, the cool'll never 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 corner pies, hustler ?
Breakin' nights, blowin' blunts on
While you was in the nosebleeds at the Drake & tour
I was Hitler the pounds, got like 8 off
Eatin', clean the plate off, only hate 'cause they lost
First class nigga, make a flight the takeoff
Uh, fuck a label, 'less it's 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 what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell they 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