Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Out

We here, I we here
The of Tha Carter
The of Tha Carter II
Yeah, this here is the end of Tha II, people
Hey,

I got the game on ball and
I threw the key in the train, I'm the key in the truck
I spent a G on these frames, though my is priceless
Seeing through you niggaz like a psychic

Hearin' through the grapevine, niggaz hate mine
Say my name and die in the
You catch my drift, man you be Peyton
Boy, the heat's on, they a peace bond

I'm in this bitch, up the seventeenth sign
frowns, no daps, strapped three times
A Tec-11, AK 47, one Beretta, for whatever
Tell them pussy niggaz come

wetter, nigga super soaker wetter, nigga
Six feet under flowers, you ain't nothin' but a petal
I'm just a little nigga, to be a civil nigga
Thirty years old, shit that'll be a different

Quit it, Wayne, mom is listenin'
But she really trippin' 'cause the pots is piston
Them niggaz trippin', until the shots
them bullets sizzle, like a cobra at attention

I gotta bitch and quit callin bitches
As as she don't worry 'bout the coke in the kitchen
No the crime, I gotta get it
I'm admitted to the game, playa, no quittin'

There you go shittin' on a way a thinkin'
Only history I know is Franklin
Is the future and crime is to no one
I live everyday this is the sure one

Train in the tidal wave, is the ocean
Stand in the heat, till the mother snow come
And it feels so good
Throw my dope a rope, let them tug and pull

No for the hopeless, rats and roaches
Runnin' cross the porch, in the attic a fortune
Come and get it, in motion
We for the bread nigga, even the molded

I got my loaf, I got my
Chaperone of the south, I got my
and until I die I'm da, da, da, da da
Da rapper alive