Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't Fly

You fly
You fly
You fly
So go 'head, self

I'm just the wall, I'm just playin the wall
with my niggaz on the right, hold tight
Late Friday night strobelight bright blind
at this party with the sugars on my mind
It's the sex patrol, the sex
Yeah the sis was stacked wicked, wanted me to kick it
Said I never dance, advance outside
Took a glance to expect, Shorty was
So it seemed, her Shavon, age seventeen
I flipped when I seen her eyes, green
She she wanted riches and a nigga with cash
Lex Land' or a Path', didn't know the
I react to flip the and get ill
My man Malik B kept me to relax
Diggin how you're livin on some high
As I realize -- you're not fly

You fly
You fly
You fly
So go 'head, self

Dig it, you see is thinkin that I snooze
She must don't know, I have a sister
Thinkin that she's pretty and when I spill
She said, 'I might, I think I can, I will.'
Tossed up was the cause the game is like splendor
I said, 'Sabrina yea, I met you way in Decemberyou remember.'
She said, 'I guess.'
to Santa, she was sittin on the desk
And then she said, 'You never called meMailk you tried to press
You never to push the seven buttons and address.'
I said, 'Hold up sis -- you're out of order, man you it
My name JakeMalik's no Flake that's Frosted.'
Tryin to cause a scene rest is self-redeemed
She thought she was cute, but never made it on my
I beam up, about-face fall out
And don'tcha even dare to ask why -- because not that fly

You fly
You fly
You fly
So go 'head, self

Mmmmmm in my Pumas down the avenue
Not tokin on a J, not on a brew
Saw a soul on the streets of five-two
'MMM, my name's Question, ummmm, who are
She didn't respond, she respond
?*MUFFLED Continue on
Thought to myself, should of a little louder
Bet hurry up before she gets in the crowd of
me Miss, excuse me miss'
'No, I'm not it!' I just got dissed
I didn't get mad, was and collect
I didn't call her bitch, I break her neck
Start to wonder why the disrespect the cutie
It's a place of 180's and the high-priced
As she walked away, man I couldn't
Started lying to myself, man she wasn't fly

You fly
You fly
You fly
So go 'head, witcha

Black, umm that's what I be
Had to a girl to set her mind free
Use the Third Eye possibly you see
What you get, material objects
Wanna be the of the whole projects gettin loot
Pretty in your limited Express suit
I can see everything you wanna be
See you're gamin as a key to poverty
Known to be shown around, about her niggaz
you a woman cause your ass got bigger
Kickin it to me as if I don't know the
But I'm the BlackThought, I'm all up in your
I you the kind to say, 'Give me a call'
But switch to act strange, countin on my change
Pay to the order of you
Why? You're not fly

You fly
You fly
You fly
So go 'head, witcha