Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Away

[Intro: DJ

I'd for you to take this time
And remember you was
The first you heard Dedication
If I asked you how many times you've to D2
Could you me?
Dedication 3 was the mixtape you heard
When we had a president
D4 and 5, we got to business
done copied the rhymes
Y'all stole the artwork
Tried to emulate my
and Dram'— we are the Mixtape Blueprint
Hahaha! You
A

1: Wayne]
I got Doja, Narcotics, and Actavis; DNA
Got a Dyke-ho, Nympho, And your layin' next to me and bae
Eazy like NWA, they make me feel
Feeling like Tony, "Grrreat!", all on me, TSA
She got Dollars, Nut, and Alcohol all her T&A
She snort all this KKK and broad need AAA
Let's enjoy some NBA, y'all lil NCAA
Yeah we got A-M-M-O, but get beat like MMA
I got Dracos, Ninos, Automatics; my DNA
get beat like Sugar Ray, TKO, O-H-H
I smoke O's, I sip Ace, I pop Xanies straight
I got P's, I got weight, I got kis, I got
I got moon-rock, molly, ecstasy, this weed, it's laced
I doobies, don't smoke J's
Don't watch movies, go to plays
I watch cuties, porn, and play, I got on the way
I don't be choosey, I be safe
I get woozy, I get the waist
My bitch ballin' like Chiney, Badu with the fade
Capital-WNBA, I just her how to save
I sleepin' with my AK, with my finger around her waist
I dreamin' I caught a body —
That's sweet dreams, who want a taste?
Give the American dream to a that ain't even from the USA
That's the land of the Free, the home of AJ
Got a whole brick of some yay, I put one on the plate
She's gon' take it to the face, like "Thin line between and hate"
I got 'N' Associates, call that my DNA
All these diamonds, all this gold and shit, call PB&J
I got Bloods in LA, I got down in the A
I got Bloods you lay
But no blood in my filet
Hit the court, shoot the DA, beef like USDA
OMW to your trap, (Blap!) — Now be On My Way
I got I ain't got to pay, I got shit I ain't got to say
I got cribs way out of state, I ain't got no more pocket
Sippin' slo-mo at my pace, lean I wear a brace
Queens want to be embraced, Kings to be an Ace
I Ace of Spades, I remember the Goose is Grey
Now it's Bumbu by the case, nigga, fuck you, fly
Six shit, (blrrrp)

DJ Drama & (Lil Wayne)]

To the culture Tunechi birthed
To the sons and daughters of
niggas still watching a master at work
(I got...)
D6

2: Lil Wayne]
I got the Ganja
I got the Fanta
All black like
back like E. Honda, wait
Hardhat like a
Your skull crack, we crowned you
Shark bite to a
Bar to a bouncer, wait
All Franks Sinatra
Face been painted, they ain't clowned him
Everybody cash like it's autumn
Y'all boys sweeter than
All y'all take a seat on toilet
Y'all shit, but y'all piss-poor, and
Sittin' in the foreign like I'm on a
Keep bloodsuckers away the garlic
in a mansion, I'm Macaulay Culkin
Thought about coffin and started barfin'
Thought your orphans, how they probably starvin'
Thought about this shit, how I'm so thoughtful
on the marble, feelin' like Ricardo
Walkin' 'round the campus of Harvard
Shoutout my nigga Swizz, gettin' smarter
Try to hit the books, and hit the target
Sittin' on the charter, 'bout the targets
on departure, waiting on a sculpture
Make sure my keep an extra cartridge
And make sure my Barbies an extra Barbie
My is her electric chair, feel the voltage
And her pussy smell like a orchid
Wetter than a well, need a quarter
Damn, I I was a lil bit taller
Damn, I wish I drank a lil more
Damn, my weed a lil more harder
Damn, I pull up a redbone, scarlet
With a car
That smoke green, Marley
Purple and the orange, you seen, horror
No Eve in my garden, F-R-uh,
All the Gs in my corner, boys so warriors
Believe we deserve leaf in the forest
Kis and quarters layin' around my
Borderline hoarder, you a mortal, I 'em
on my shoulders but it's lighter than a clover
I'm bitch, baby, hold me tighter than a stroller
System so solar, got white like
Nut granola all in your bitch rollers
You never been in jail, I been in a Corolla
Then I a blunt 'bout as thick as a Samoan
is that sick shit, the sickness is showin'
The sickness is spreadin', the is growin'
The bitches is hoein', the witnesses
The are torn, they fishing for coins
I continue goin', I get to the and
I rip off his horns, six in the
I just yawn and forget to mourn
And give to the star, 6, the reward