Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Fly

I stay fly, until I die
I stay fly, until I die
I stay fly, until I die
I gotta stay fly, I die

Call me the juice and you know I'm a
Ride in the car with some in the trunk
Tone in my lap and you know it's the
Breakin' down the weed rollin' the blunt
Ghetto pimp tight say I'm the man
Ice on the wrist the ice in the chains
Ridin' the hood got me grippin' the grain
And I'm the same while I'm changin' the lanes
real tight 'cause I'm chokin' the creep
Vision messed up I'm drinkin' the lean
Messing D boys riding them big toys
your main gal wanna get on my team
She gotta it up before she get in my car
I ain't Denzel but I I'm a star
'Cause I'm in the club I be back in the far
In the VIP everybody in the bar

DJ Paul is a dog one you do not
You your green around me
your green gonna get lit up
You leave your around me
Believe your gonna get drunk up
You leave your around me
And she bad she get stuffed
These is spies we living it live keep them nice tires
Ridin' around what like
Make a couple of nuns a of dimes
It's purple purp purple purp and swallow it down
With the yurple yip yip yurples, it's goin' down!

I stay fly, until I die
I gotta stay fly, I die

Puff puff pass roll that blunt
get high nigga smoke us one
Car out the phantom
can't stand it but them hoes gon' come out
Just really wanna smoke my
Fuck these hoes and my cheese

at the light and pause on 3
Hit the and it be all on me
But keep one eye out for the po-po
Close the when I roll the indo
Know they mad 'cause I roll the
It's that purple not
Three 6 Mafia and my kin folks
So when I'm in Memphis,
I just not bring my own
'Cause niggas still let me smoke for free

up Mary (How you doin'?)
Mary (Stanky nigga)
Since I have met you you ruined my brain (Ruined my brain)
You my heart (You stole my heart)
Right the start (Right from the start)
So I broke you down lil and hit you in the dark (hit you in the dark)

I gotta stay fly, I die
I stay fly, until I die

row full of that dro'
Leave the full of rolls 8 mo
Yo girlfriend wanna with me
In the car wit a pimp she supposed ta be
You ain't met no dudes cold as me
With a bag of kush cost six-fifty
Have a who smoke Reggie Miller
and choking constantly
Tastes fruit when you hit it
Gotta bread to get it
all night, sleep all day
That be the American way
Roll that shit, that shit,
Hit that shit, hold shit,
Blow that out slow
Then it to me bro

MJ sprinkle in some of that
Super incredible, leave a runnin' back
Where the nigga really good number at
through the cigarillo like a lumberjack
In the morning what I is to breath again a whole lot of weed
But maybe somebody can give me I need when I want no less than the best of the trees
DJ Paul and Juicy J, and M-J-G
And Young Buck we give a fuck
We must this Tennessee
We drink a lot of Hennessey
Nigga got a little on his chest
And we be like Bill Clinton take it out ya mouth
We'll it down right on yo chest

I stay fly