Luyện nghe bài hát Touch the Sky

Niggas try to show me and make Arab
You try to on me and make history
You history!

You got to the guy
In God I trust, he in I
When I get it feel like I (touch the sky)
And I dress to kill
I make it so you dressed to die, the guy
If he try and the stand and (testify)
Yeah buddy boy turn him Buddy Lee
four dirty niggas in some ugly tee's (na-na-na)
And despite figures, you fight triggas
Drunk off light liquor niggas (na da da da)
In the but I got the drop warm
Snowin' out showin' out, the top (na-na-na)
I do what I to do
say "you little bastard you"
"Look man they all gonna at you" (ha ha ha)
You it in public, fuck it, you like it, I love it
Butt disgustin', I'm disgusted, don't wanna it
Look me eye-to-eye, we could go
But pardon, I'm on (la-la-la)

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
We just doin' we usually do
Nah Cam, I can they ain't used to you

Pounds on the floor, on the wall
If money to make then I'm makin' a call
on my chain, weed in the jar
Weed in the air, 2 in the yard
Handlin' biz, all over the crib
You broke and can't it
To count this much money you need stamina
Some to Stanford, I grew up on Cam and them
Makin' money and makin' it fast
Rollin' a joint and I'm it last
my Gang, ain't no fakin' it
Drivin' my car like it got no brakes in it
Now my cribs got a safe in it
Had my own swag, you takin' it
one up and I'm facin' it
Got so much you could taste the shit
out to Juicy J
He them Louis shades
We all get stupid
I ball, hoop today
Got one, need two of rings
Look at me, see I'm my thing
I'm just up my sushi game
Old school shit, you's a

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
We just what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell they ain't to you

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
We doin' what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell ain't used to you

Shit, I'm extra
You bug it, the pesticides
Dibble out the bag, put the aside
Fonzarelli flow, the cool'll die
Ask me if I'm stoned, when am I ever
up, you tryna hit this L' or nah?
Uh, coped another Rollie, I was pressed for
TNT up, but we don't talk to swine
Send the corner pies, since ?
Breakin' nights, blunts on Morningside
you was in the nosebleeds at the Drake & Wayne tour
I was Hitler with the pounds, got 8 off
Eatin', clean the off, They only hate 'cause they lost
First class nigga, make a before the takeoff
Uh, fuck a label, 'less it's Label
Indie but I'm that major
still fuck the other side
never lettin' nothin'
Roofless shit, the bitch
see if she can (touch the sky)

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
Uh we just doin' what we do
Nah Cam, I can they ain't used to you

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
Uh we just doin' we usually do
Nah Cam, I can they ain't used to you