Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Out

We here, I said we
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 threw the key in the train, I'm like the key in the
I spent a G on frames, though my vision is priceless
Seeing through you niggaz a fuckin' psychic

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

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

Heavy wetter, nigga super soaker wetter,
Six under flowers, you ain't 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, your mom is
But she ain't trippin' 'cause the pots is piston
Them niggaz trippin', until the shots
Hear them bullets sizzle, like a cobra at

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

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

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

No hope for the hopeless, rats and
Runnin' cross the porch, in the attic there's a
and get it, automatics in motion
We bangin' for the bread nigga, 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 best alive