Luyện nghe bài hát Stay High

(featuring Eightball & MJG & Buck)

[DJ
Yeaaaaah!
For the first time goin down, history baby!
New Three 6 Mafia, featuring Eightball and MJG, Buck!
It's a thing!

Juicy J]
I gotta high, ie, ie,ie, ie,ie, ie,ie, ie
I die, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
I gotta high, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
I die, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
I gotta high, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
I die, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
I gotta high, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
I die, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie

J]

Call me the Juice and you I'm a stunt
in the car with some bump in the trunk
Tone in my lap and you know a pump
down the good green, rollin the blunt
Ghetto pimp tight girls say I'm the
Ice on the wrist with the ice in the
Ridin through the hood, got me grippin the
And I'm sippin the same, I'm changin the lane
Eyes real tight cause I'm the green
messed up cause I'm drinkin the lean
Messin with a D-Boy, ridin big toys
Make your gal wanna get on my team
She gotta it up before she get in my car
I ain't Denzel but I know I'm a
Cause I'm in the club, I be back in the far
Of the V.I.P. part and be the bar

[DJ
DJ Paul is a dog, one you do not
You your green around me nigga your green gonna get lit up
You leave your drank around me believe your drank get drunk up
You leave girl around me if she bad she gonna get stuck
These despise, we live them lives
And them eyes tight, ridin round what they like
Make a nuns, a couple of dykes
So purple, p-purple, p-purple and swallow it with
the yurple, yurple,
It's goin

[Young
Puff puff pass nigga roll that
Let's get high nigga us one
Paul pulled out the Phantom, niggaz can't it
But them gonna come out
Just really wanna smoke my weed, fuck these and stack my g'z
Stop at the light and on Three
Hit the and it be all on me but
Gotta one eye up on the po-po, close the window
when I roll the
they mad, cause I'm rollin Benzos
This purple, not pretend-do
Three 6 them my kinfolks, so when I'm in
Memphis,
I just might not my own cause them niggaz they'll let me smoke it for free

Black]
What's up Mary? (how you doin?), Mary (stalkin me)
Since I have met ya girl you ruined my (ruined my brain)
You stole my (stole my heart), right from the start (right from the start)
So I broke you down, lil put you in the gar (put you in the gar)

Split, roll, full of dro
the club full of Rose' Mo
Your wanna ride with me
In a car with a pimp she supposed to be
You ain't met no dude spit it as me
The bag of kush cost 650, have a nigga who smoke Miller
and chokin constantly
Taste like fruit you hit it, gotta have bread to get it
all night, sleep all day
That's to me the way
Roll that shit, light shit, hit that shit, hold that shit
Blow that out slow, then pass it to me bro

MJ finna sprinkle in some of that, super
have a runnin back
Where that with the good sticky number at?
Cuttin up a like a lumber jack
In the mornin, what I need, is to, me in a whole lotta weed but uh
I'm needin to give me what I need
when I want nothin less then the of the trees
DJ Paul and Juicy J, and MJG
And Young Buck we give a fuck we must represent this Tennessee
We a whole lot of Hennessy (WHAT!)
got a lil hair on his chest
Do me like Bill girl, take it out ya mouth
and shoot it right on your dress

J]
I gotta stay
, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie