Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Out

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

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

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

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

Heavy wetter, nigga super wetter, nigga
Six feet under flowers, you nothin' but a petal nigga
I'm just a little nigga, to be a civil nigga
years old, shit that'll be a different nigga

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

I gotta bitch and quit women bitches
As long as she don't '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 is Benjamin Franklin
Is this the and crime is to no one
I live everyday like this is the one

Train in the tidal wave, this is the
Stand in the heat, the mother fuckin'' snow come
And it feels so fuckin'
Throw my dope like a rope, let them tug and

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

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