Luyện nghe bài hát Eye 2 Eye

[Intro: Black]
Murda on the beat, not nice, man

[Chorus:
nigga, I
Get high, the sky
hand in the air
Left in the pot
nigga, I
We see eye to eye
nigga, I
We see eye to eye
Yeah (yeah)

[Post-Chorus: Scott]
I see green in eyes, it don't lie (it's lit!)
Blue dollar bills in hills to the sky (cash!)
We put the floor on
Know all my they go and cash
Over bag, they mad
I know the problem, yeah

1: Travis Scott]
Eye to eye (yeah!)
Trips to (yeah yeah)
I could see that they jealous, know why (yah)
Is it we lit at 4 AM at the spot?
Put that on your tongue, wait for the to unlock (yeah!)
If you searching, look for us (alright!), over the border (it's lit!)
We import 'em (yeah!), just don't us (straight up!)
Poppin' at the crib, the living room like The Forum
Roll the dice at night, I take the in the morning

[Interlude:
what I mean?
We ain't really that camera shit
Nah

2: Quavo]
We fuck up for real, for real, for
We fuck up the check for (checks)
We havin' the lean, exotics, and percs, she havin' the X (lean)
We how to flex for real
We hop on the jet, the we kill (pew)
These niggas be wildin', money
I'm signing deals (ye)
I got a 'Tek (ye)
And I a skeleton (ice, ye)
I'm a deadly (ye)
I'm about to go off in a (vroom, yeah)
Moving and medicine (bricks)
She like to fly, (brr)
the sky, heavenly (sky)
Designer belt the Netherlands (yeah yeah)

[Chorus:
nigga, I
Get high, the sky
hand in the air
Left in the pot
nigga, I
We see eye to eye
nigga, I
We see eye to eye
Yeah

[Post-Chorus: Travis
I see in your eyes, it don't lie (green)
Blew dollar bills in them to the sky (yeah!)
We put the floor on (skrrt skrrt)
All of my hoes go and cash (skrrt skrrt)
that bag, they mad
I know the problem, yeah

[Verse 3:
Real nigga, I (I), pop a and fly (brr)
Crack that and take a whiff and I come back alive (die)
Niggas commit suicide when they got mob ties
Flip it like it's Five Guys, I'm 2Pac, get all (all)
at the bitch, she a dime
So many watches, a nigga run out of time
get out of line
The gang in your yard with the strap like the driver with the sign (brrt)
been known to tell the truth in my raps but these other rapper tell lies (lies)
Real niggas the trap alive
Ain't no fabrication on the (it's cap)

Quavo]
nigga, I
Get high, the sky
hand in the air
Left in the pot
nigga, I
We see eye to eye
nigga, I
We see eye to eye
Yeah

[Post-Chorus: Travis
I see in your eyes, it don't lie (green)
Blue dollar in them hills to the sky (yeah!)
We put the on dash (skrrt skrrt)
All of my they go and cash (skrrt skrrt)
Over bag, they mad
I the problem, yeah yeah (yeah!)

[Outro: Travis
Skrrt skrrt, skrrt