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)
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)

Wayne]

blik,blak, back out garage in a hog
and you know i redo da inside like da
da Coupe blue,like da due on
ridin' wit a bitch prettier a dabarge
mami wanna ,baby im'a Sarge
you cant have me but we can a menage(thats 3)
now rub me wrong and fuck up my (ha)
then it's flowers for da dead bedda 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 your
my tho'ed off
so sick all i gotta do is

[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)

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 killin' da tracks,me, Wayne,Rony,and Jack
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 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!!!)

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 for dem big trucks
thick bitches,wit big jugs,and big blunts
5'4 mamis wit nice head and tits
dat uh get loose ova Goose,and prolly act up
5'7 bitches wit both legs dat tick
all dey really need is 2 pills and 6 blunts
up in da mornin' and count money and make grits
she dont really no english so we dont say shit
(chyea)Wayne said let it on em'
Nature wit da paper doin' 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
sportin da Forsachi,shoty in Mazeritee
dodgin' da poperizee,a.c. cold like heart of da
this year classic,like ol' school
you get cho grill cooked it was a Batchi
word to Rodney(bazooka)(yea)

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)