Luyện nghe bài hát Still Fly

What's up, Fresh? our turn, baby

Gator Boots, the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job but I stay
pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent
But okay 'cause I'm still fly

Gotcha car gems on shine
Said mine, get a mink, baby girl, let's ride
You da Numba 1 stunna and we glide
And go straight to the and turn out the inside

Prowler full length leather
cooler, Coogi sweater
Twenty inches pop my
The daddy, I fly in any weather

Alligator seats with the in the inside
Swine on the dash, so Fly
Numba 1, don't and twist
When it to these cars, I am that fella

The Gucci with the interior
3 wheel ride the tire in the middle
It's Fresh and stunna and we brothers
We shine like paint daddy, this our

Gator Boots with the pimped out Gucci
got no job but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent all my money's spent
But thats okay I'm still fly

Got a tank gas in my new E-class
But that's 'cause I'm gon' ride
Got everything in my moma's
But I'm rich, da, dada, dada, da

Have you ever the crocodile seats in the truck?
Turn around and sit it down and let em' yo' butt
See, the steering is Fendi, dashboard Armani
With your baby momma, is where you can find me

Pushing through the lot on 24's Cadillac
Escalate with the out nose
With the navigation arrow headed to I-hop
Aunt really loves me 'cause my syrup is so hot
Put the Caddy up, start the 3 Benz
Hyper white lights, ultra lens

tires and they gotta be run flat
TV where the go, boy, can you top that?
I'm a show you some, press that button
The went, eh, eh and all of a sudden
4 15's didn't see no wire's and I heard boom from the amplifiers

Let me slide in the Benz with the out fins
Impala loud pipes, drinking Hen
the birdy, birdy man I'll do it again
In the Cadillac truck with 10's

Looking at my Gucci, it's that time
6 bad broads in at 9
New suburban truck with the paint job
Up and and up they go

And bodies on the Roadster
You know with that beamer
Mommy, that's your
I'm coming up the been lovely
New shoes on the and I wake up the bubbly

430 lex with top
The rims keep spinning every time I
I got a superman that I scored from Shaq
With a old Caddy with a diamond in the back

Gator Boots the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job but I stay
Can't pay my rent all my money's spent
But that's 'cause I'm still fly

Got a quarter gas in my new E-class
But alright 'cause I'm gon' ride
Got everything in my moma's
But I'm rich, da, dada, dada, da