Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Away

[Intro: DJ

I'd like for you to take time
And remember you was
The first time you heard
If I asked you how many times listened to D2
you tell me?
Dedication 3 was the first you heard
When we had a president
D4 and 5, we got back to
Y'all copied the rhymes
Y'all stole the artwork
Tried to emulate my
Weezy and we are the Mixtape Blueprint
Hahaha! You
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1: Wayne]
I got Doja, Narcotics, and Actavis; DNA
Got a Dyke-ho, Nympho, And your bitch layin' to me and bae
Eazy like NWA, they me feel A-OK
Feeling Tony, "Grrreat!", feeling all on me, TSA
She got Dollars, Nut, and all over her T&A
She all this KKK and this broad need AAA
Let's some NBA, y'all lil boys NCAA
Yeah we got A-M-M-O, but get beat like MMA
I got Dracos, Ninos, Automatics; my DNA
You'll get beat Sugar Ray, TKO, O-H-H
I smoke O's, I sip Ace, I pop whole straight
I got P's, I got weight, I got kis, I got
I got moon-rock, molly, ecstasy, inside this weed, it's
I smoke doobies, don't J's
Don't watch movies, don't go to
I watch cuties, porn, and play, I got on the way
I be choosey, I don't be safe
I don't get woozy, I get the
My ballin' like Chiney, Erykah Badu with the fade
Capital-WNBA, I just teach her how to
I sleepin' with my AK, with my finger around her waist
I been dreamin' I caught a —
That's sweet dreams, who want a taste?
the American dream to a bitch that ain't even from the USA
That's the land of the Free, it's the of AJ
Got a whole brick of some yay, I put one line on the
gon' take it to the face, like "Thin line between love and hate"
I got Dealers 'N' Associates, call my DNA
All diamonds, all this gold and shit, call that PB&J
I got Bloods in LA, I got down in the A
I got everywhere you lay
But no blood in my filet
Hit the court, shoot the DA, treat like USDA
OMW to your trap, (Blap!) — Now be On My Way
I got plugs I got to pay, I got shit I ain't got to say
I got cribs way out of state, I ain't got no pocket space
Sippin' at my pace, lean like I wear a brace
Queens want to be embraced, Kings to be an Ace
I remember Ace of Spades, I remember the Goose is
Now it's Bumbu by the case, nigga, you, fly away
Six shit, (blrrrp)

[Break: DJ & (Lil Wayne)]

To the culture that birthed
To the sons and daughters of
Y'all niggas still watching a at work
(I got...)
D6

2: Lil Wayne]
I got the Ganja
I got the Fanta
All like Uganda
Hair back like E. Honda,
Hardhat a condom
Your skull crack, we crowned you
Shark bite to a
Bar to a bouncer, wait
All Franks like
Face been painted, they never clowned him
Everybody cash like it's autumn
Y'all boys sweeter than
All y'all take a on this toilet
Y'all shit, but y'all piss-poor, and
in the foreign like I'm on a Harley
Keep bloodsuckers away with the
Alone in a mansion, I'm Macaulay
Thought about your coffin and started
Thought about your orphans, how probably starvin'
Thought about this shit, how I'm so thoughtful
Walkin' on the marble, like Ricardo
Walkin' like the campus of Harvard
Shoutout my nigga Swizz, gettin' smarter
Try to hit the books, and nigga hit the
Sittin' on the charter, talkin' the targets
Waitin' on departure, waiting on a
Make sure my vultures keep an cartridge
And make sure my Barbies an extra Barbie
My dick is her chair, feel the voltage
And her pussy better like a orchid
Wetter than a wishin' well, need a
Damn, I I was a lil bit taller
Damn, I wish I drank a lil water
Damn, my weed stank a lil harder
Damn, I up with a redbone, scarlet
With a car
smoke green, that's Marley
Purple and the orange, you seen, horror
No Eve in my garden, F-R-uh,
All the Gs in my corner, them so warriors
Believe we every leaf in the forest
Kis and quarters layin' around my
Borderline hoarder, you a mortal, I 'em
World on my but it's lighter than a clover
I'm your bitch, baby, hold me tighter than a
System so solar, got like Crayola
Nut like all in your bitch rollers
You never been in jail, I never been in a
Then I roll a blunt 'bout as thick as a
This is that sick shit, the sickness is
The sickness is spreadin', the disease is
The bitches is hoein', the knowin'
The dollars are torn, fishing for coins
I continue goin', I get to the and
I rip off his horns, six in the
Then I yawn and forget to mourn
And give to the star, 6, the reward