Luyện nghe bài hát We Stay High (New Orleans)

[Intro-Lil'

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

[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)

[Verse-1-Lil'

blik,blak, out thee 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 a dabarge
mami wanna ,baby im'a Sarge
you have me but we can have a menage(thats 3)
now rub me wrong and up my massage (ha)
it's flowers for da dead bedda give em' a corsage(get em')
(yea)head in large(thats me)
and everything i do i San Charge
you niggaz just starve
im so much imma fuck around and barf
and red is tha color of my
and undastand to a your dwarf
my tho'ed off
so sick all i gotta do is

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 come from da of da map,
New Orleans,Louisiana we to pack gats
we love to count stacks,we love to pump
i love killin' da tracks,me, Wayne,Rony,and
dats just highy grove shit,(yea,highy grove shit)
and imma bang it in until,you get it clear
you heard dat,dats my and i meant dat
temp me,ill leave you bent up in ya Bently
me(yea)

grown and nigga,back in da
straight from da back in da game
now run,tell,ya me rappin' wit Wayne
run,tell,ya me,rappin' insane
yea im off in dis bitch(BITCH!!!)
and tho' cards in dis bitch(BITCH!!!)
im in dis bitch(BITCH!!!)
we got in dis bitch(BITCH!!!)
(you know what?)we 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 get loose ova Goose,and prolly act up
5'7 bitches wit both dat tick dick
all dey really is like 2 pills and 6 blunts
wake up in da and count money and make grits
she dont really know no english so we dont say
(chyea)Wayne said let it on em'
Motha Nature wit da paper her Mack Mayne on em'
(yea) there go 1 thousand(swoosh)
like go 2 thousand(BALLIN'!!!)
(yea)now shake dat ass you cant
pay yo bill so you tryin' watch da Saints
60 ATACHI,livin' like Liverachi
da latiz Forsachi,shoty in Mazeritee
dodgin' da poperizee,a.c. like heart of da Nazis
this year classic,like ol' school
you get cho grill cooked it was a Batchi
to cousin 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)