Luyện nghe bài hát We Stay High (New Orleans)

[Intro-Lil'

i wear a mean dark pair a shades(badaaaat!)and ya 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)

[Verse-1-Lil'

blik,blak, back out garage in a hog
and you know i redo da like da morgue
da Coupe blue,like da due on
wit a bitch prettier thanan a dabarge
mami wanna ,baby im'a Sarge
you cant me but we can have a menage(thats 3)
now rub me wrong and fuck up my (ha)
then it's flowers for da bedda give em' a corsage(get em')
(yea)head in large(thats me)
and everything i do i San Diego
you niggaz just starve
im eatin' so much imma around and barf
and red is tha of my scarf
and undastand to a giant 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 to pack gats
we love to count stacks,we to pump backs
i love killin' da tracks,me, Wayne,Rony,and
dats some 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
from da block back in da game
now run,tell,ya heard me rappin' wit
run,tell,ya heard me,rappin'
yea im off in dis bitch(BITCH!!!)
drunk and cards in dis bitch(BITCH!!!)
im in dis bitch(BITCH!!!)
we got in dis bitch(BITCH!!!)
(you know what?)we in dis bicth(BITCH!!!)

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)

[Verse-4-Mack

(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 fake
dat uh get loose ova Goose,and prolly act up
5'7 wit both legs dat tick dick
all dey really need is like 2 pills and 6
wake up in da and count money and make grits
she dont really no english so we dont say shit
(chyea)Wayne let it rain on em'
Motha Nature wit da doin' her Mack Mayne on em'
(yea) like go 1 thousand(swoosh)
like go 2 thousand(BALLIN'!!!)
(yea)now dat ass like you cant
pay yo cable bill so you watch da Saints
60 inch ATACHI,livin' like
sportin da latiz Forsachi,shoty in
dodgin' da poperizee,a.c. cold like of da Nazis
this classic,like ol' school Heratchies
you get cho grill like 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)