Luyện nghe bài hát Stay High

(featuring & MJG & Young Buck)

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

[Hook: J]
I gotta high, ie, ie,ie, ie,ie, ie,ie, ie
I die, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie
I stay 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 know I'm a
Ridin in the car with some bump in the
Tone in my lap and you it's a pump
Breakin down the good green, rollin the
Ghetto pimp tight say I'm the mayne
Ice on the with the ice in the chain
through the hood, got me grippin the grain
And I'm sippin the same, I'm changin the lane
Eyes tight cause I'm cho-ckin the green
Vision messed up cause I'm the lean
Messin a D-Boy, ridin them big toys
Make main gal wanna get on my team
She gotta give it up she get in my car
I ain't but I know I'm a star
Cause I'm in the club, I be back in the far
Of the V.I.P. and be buyin the bar

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

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

[Crunchy
up Mary? (how you doin?), Mary Jane (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 you down, lil momma put you in the gar (put you in the gar)

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

MJ sprinkle in some of that, super incredible
have a nigga back
Where that nigga with the good number at?
up a cigarillo like a lumber jack
In the mornin, what I need, is to, breath me in a whole weed but uh
I'm needin somebody to give me I need
when I want nothin less then the best of the
DJ and Juicy J, Eightball and MJG
And Young Buck we don't give a fuck we must this Tennessee
We a whole lot of Hennessy (WHAT!)
Nigga got a lil hair on his
Do me like Bill Clinton girl, take it out ya
and shoot it there on your dress

J]
I stay high
, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie, ie