Luyện nghe bài hát We Stay High (New Orleans)

[Intro-Lil'

i a mean dark pair a shades(badaaaat!)and ya can't see my eyes(Young Money)
unless my 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, back out garage in a hog
and you know i da inside like da morgue
da Coupe blue,like da due on
ridin' wit a bitch prettier thanan a
mami soldier ,baby im'a Sarge
you have me but we can have a menage(thats 3)
now rub me wrong and fuck up my (ha)
then it's for da dead bedda give em' a corsage(get em')
(yea)head in large(thats me)
and everything i do i San Charge
while you niggaz just
im eatin' so much imma around and barf
and red is tha color of my
and undastand to a giant your
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)

[Verse-2-Diego

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

grown and nigga,back in da
straight from da block in da game
now run,tell,ya heard me rappin' wit
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 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 head and fake tits
dat uh get loose ova Goose,and prolly act up
5'7 bitches wit legs dat tick dick
all dey really need is like 2 and 6 blunts
wake up in da mornin' and count money and make
she dont really know no english so we dont say
(chyea)Wayne said let it on em'
Motha Nature wit da doin' her Mack Mayne on em'
(yea) like go 1 thousand(swoosh)
there 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. cold like of da Nazis
this year classic,like ol' Heratchies
you get cho cooked 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)