Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't Fly

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

I'm playin the wall, I'm just playin the wall
with my niggaz on the right, hold tight
Late Friday night shine bright blind
Coolin at this party with the on my mind
It's the sex patrol, the sex
the young sis was stacked wicked, wanted me to kick it
Said I dance, made advance outside
a glance to expect, Shorty was correct
So it seemed, her name Shavon, age
I flipped when I seen her eyes, bloodshot
She said she wanted riches and a nigga with
Lex Land' or a Path', didn't know the
I to flip the script and get ill
My man Malik B kept me to relax
Diggin how you're on some unreal high
As I -- you're not that fly

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

Dig it, you see sisters is thinkin 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 digits cause the game is like
I said, 'Sabrina yea, I met you way back in remember.'
She said, 'I guess.'
Substitute to Santa, she was on the desk
And then she said, 'You never called meMailk you never to press
You never to push the seven buttons and address.'
I said, 'Hold up sis -- out of order, man you lost it
My ain't JakeMalik's no Flake that's Frosted.'
Tryin to cause a scene Sabrina's is self-redeemed
She thought she was cute, but made it on my team
I should beam up, fall out
And don'tcha dare to ask why -- because you're not that fly

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

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

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

Black, butter umm what I be
Had to tell a girl to set her free
Use the Third Eye possibly you see
What you get, material objects
Wanna be the envy of the whole projects gettin
Pretty in cute 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
Thinkin you a woman your ass got bigger
Kickin it to me as if I don't the time
But I'm the BlackThought, I'm all up in mind
I you the kind to say, 'Give me a call'
But then switch to act strange, on my change
Pay to the order of you
Why? not THAT fly

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