Luyện nghe bài hát Touch the Sky

Niggas try to show me and make history
You try to shit on me and make
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)
Yeah buddy boy turn him Buddy Lee
With four dirty niggas in some tee's (na-na-na)
And despite figures, you fight triggas
Drunk off 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 they all laugh at you" (ha ha ha)
You wifed it in public, fuck it, you like it, I it
Butt disgustin', I'm disgusted, wanna discuss 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 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 make then I'm a call
on my chain, weed 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
this money and makin' it fast
Rollin' a joint and I'm makin' it
Reppin' my Gang, ain't no it
Drivin' my car like it 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 juice you could taste the
out to Juicy J
He rock Louis shades
We all get paid
I ball, let's today
Got one, need two of them
at me, see I'm doin' my thing
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 doin' what 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)
We just doin' what we do
Nah Cam, I can tell they 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 not?
Rollin' up, you hit this L' or nah?
Uh, coped another Rollie, I was pressed for
TNT up, but we don't talk to swine
Send the corner pies, since ?
nights, blowin' blunts on Morningside
While you was in the nosebleeds at the Drake & Wayne
I was with the pounds, got like 8 off
Eatin', clean the plate off, only hate 'cause they lost
First class nigga, a flight before the takeoff
Uh, fuck a label, 'less Black Label
Indie nigga but I'm major
It's still fuck the other
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 tell they ain't to you

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
Uh we doin' what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell ain't used to you