Luyện nghe bài hát We Stay High (New Orleans)

[Intro-Lil'

i wear a dark pair a shades(badaaaat!)and ya can't see my eyes(Young Money)
unless my is ben you dig?

Wayne]

we high,on da 5,0,4,shit(NEW ORLEANS!!!)
on dat iron,all da time,and you no dis(badaaaat!)
we high,on dat 5,0,4,shit(NEW ORLEANS!!!)
on dat iron,all da time,and you no dis!!!(yea nigga)

Wayne]

blik,blak, back out garage in a hog
and you i redo da inside like da morgue
da blue,like da due on marge
ridin' wit a bitch prettier thanan a
mami wanna soldier ,baby Sarge
you have me but we can have a menage(thats 3)
now rub me and fuck up my massage (ha)
then it's for da dead bedda give em' a corsage(get em')
(yea)head in large(thats me)
and i do i San Diego Charge
you niggaz just starve
im eatin' so much imma fuck around and
and red is tha color of my
and to a giant your dwarf
my flow off
so all i gotta do is cough

Wayne]

we high,on da 5,0,4,shit(NEW ORLEANS!!!)
on dat iron,all da time,and you no dis(badaaaat!)
we high,on dat 5,0,4,shit(NEW ORLEANS!!!)
on dat iron,all da time,and you no dis!!!(yea nigga)

Charge]

bitch i from da bottom of da map,
New Orleans,Louisiana we love to pack
we to count stacks,we love to pump backs
i love da tracks,me, Wayne,Rony,and Jack
dats some highy grove shit,(yea,highy grove shit)
and bang it in just until,you get it clear
you heard dat,dats my word and i dat
dont temp me,ill leave you up in ya Bently
me(yea)

grown and nigga,back in da
straight from da block back in da
now run,tell,ya heard me rappin' wit
run,tell,ya heard me,rappin'
yea im off in dis bitch(BITCH!!!)
drunk and tho' in dis bitch(BITCH!!!)
im in dis bitch(BITCH!!!)
we got in dis bitch(BITCH!!!)
(you what?)we deep in dis bicth(BITCH!!!)

[chorus-Lil'

we high,on da 5,0,4,shit(NEW ORLEANS!!!)
on dat iron,all da time,and you no dis(badaaaat!)
we high,on dat 5,0,4,shit(NEW ORLEANS!!!)
on dat iron,all da time,and you no dis!!!(yea nigga)

Mayne]

(ch-chyea,Mack,Rony,waddup nigga?)i got a thing for dem big
thick fine bitches,wit big jugs,and big
5'4 mamis wit nice head and tits
dat uh dont get ova Goose,and prolly act up
5'7 bitches wit legs dat tick dick
all dey really need is 2 pills and 6 blunts
wake up in da mornin' and count money and grits
she dont really know no english so we say shit
(chyea)Wayne let it rain on em'
Motha Nature wit da paper doin' her Mayne on em'
(yea) there go 1 thousand(swoosh)
like go 2 thousand(BALLIN'!!!)
(yea)now dat ass like you cant
pay yo cable bill so you tryin' da Saints
60 ATACHI,livin' like Liverachi
da latiz Forsachi,shoty in Mazeritee
dodgin' da poperizee,a.c. cold like heart of da
this classic,like ol' school Heratchies
you get cho grill like it was a Batchi
word to Rodney(bazooka)(yea)

[chorus-Lil'

we high,on da 5,0,4,shit(NEW ORLEANS!!!)
on dat iron,all da time,and you no dis(badaaaat!)
we high,on dat 5,0,4,shit(NEW ORLEANS!!!)
on dat iron,all da time,and you no dis!!!(yea nigga)