Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Bout It

(featuring Olivia & Quo)

Trice]
Obie Trice, nigga! Stat Quo! Welcome to my nigga!
Congratulations, another out the hood!
I'll for ya, lets go, nigga!

Stat Quo] + (Obie Trice)
This is for my bitches and my
cheddar fuck the law
Stay on ya and never crawl
BOUT IT!
(This is for my and my hoes)
(keep ya up fuck ya foes)
(get ya up to ya nose)
(Over It)

[Verse Trice]
My name is O and to the
life, entety
envy me,
who pretend to be
gangs-tah, nigga a fake-ah
gettin' maj-ah, nigga you can hate if it's ya nate-ch-ah (nature)
never stop gettin' though
all that 'cho, just on a ho
raise cocoa, put her in grade-A schools where asians go
amazing, two years retro, and in a vacant home where the sold
now a nigga's on the road, out major shows, hate me hos
never would fathomed that
big nigga from school Craft
have access to the
now they sweatin' them passes
try to give a ass, cause I roll with a gangsa style
where was you at when I was on the ave, tryin' to get up/ (BIATCH!)

[Mini Hook] [Olivia
I am so alive! Trice-Gotta get that money man, and ain't a thang funny man]
I am so high! [Obie Trice-You rollin' up that skunk, i'm off crunk juice, punk]
and I spy I feel so alive [Obie Trice-Shit, I gotta get that money man, and ain't a thang man]
and I am so high [Obie Trice-Liven up, then hit that ATL

[Verse 2-Stat

with the awkward flow the AT, do
wrist 'fo too cold, he swole, he roll, fo' sho' he gettin' hos
ridin' fled, by my
GMM, that's my
fit, new kicks
i'm the shit, see me wit
yo bitch, on the
super slick, hate on me eat a
born to get chips
is he rich, right, every day
every night, can't see me, bibi
I made this look so
signed E & D the recipe, how can you not love it
tipsy off that hennesy, and other types of

[Mini [Olivia Singing]

3-Obie Trice]
Obie keep a hoes, tokin' on that okie-do
dick up in ass so them hoes know they gotta smoke
they know O, ain't for jokes, fo' sho
so try to hold on, as long as possible like a rodeo
I mean that that do so much damage
that not that average, so you gotta pardon me, i'm so savage
lot of bitches wantin' marrage
what bitch who? horse in a
no thats not obie's status
gotta my apparatus
pimp, no food stamps, no pampers, no
strictly prophalactics these oversized mag-anums
when i'm down these actresses then
cut'em like John Singleton, in a matress askin' him when they him again

[Mini Hook] Singing]

Trice-Liven Up To Get'em (echoed)]