Luyện nghe bài hát Stay Fly

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

Call me the juice and you I'm a stunt
Ride in the car with bump in the trunk
in my lap and you know it's the pump
Breakin' down the good rollin' the blunt
Ghetto pimp girls say I'm the man
Ice on the with the ice in the chains
Ridin' the hood got me grippin' the grain
And I'm sippin' the same while I'm changin' the
Eyes tight 'cause I'm chokin' the creep
Vision messed up I'm drinkin' the lean
Messing with D riding them big toys
Make your main gal 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 when I'm in the club I be in the far
In the VIP part in the bar

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

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

Puff puff nigga roll that blunt
Let's get high nigga us one
Car out the phantom
Niggas can't stand it but them gon' come out
Just really smoke my weed
these hoes and stack my cheese

Stop at the and pause on 3
Hit the and it be all on me
But gotta keep one eye out for the
Close the window when I roll the
Know they mad I roll the Benzo
It's that purple not
Three 6 Mafia and they my kin
So I'm in Memphis, Ten-a-key
I just not bring my own
'Cause them niggas still let me smoke for

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

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

row full of that dro'
Leave the club full of 8 mo
Yo girlfriend wanna ride me
In the car wit a where she supposed ta be
You ain't met no spittin' cold as me
With a bag of kush cost six-fifty
a nigga who smoke Reggie Miller
Coughin' and choking
Tastes like fruit you hit it
Gotta have to get it
all night, sleep all day
That should be the way
Roll that shit, that shit,
Hit that shit, that shit,
that shit out slow
Then it to me bro

MJ gonna in some of that
Super incredible, leave a runnin' back
Where the nigga good sticky number at
through the cigarillo like a lumberjack
In the what I need is to breath again a whole lot of weed
But maybe somebody can give me what I need I want no less than the best of the trees
DJ Paul and Juicy J, 8-ball and
And Young Buck we don't a fuck
We must this Tennessee
We drink a whole lot of
Nigga got a little hair on his
And we be like Clinton girl take it out ya mouth
shoot it down right on yo chest

I stay fly