Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Away

[Intro: DJ

I'd like for you to this time
And where you was
The first you heard Dedication
If I asked you how many times listened to D2
Could you me?
Dedication 3 was the first mixtape you
When we had a black
D4 and 5, we got to business
Y'all copied the rhymes
done stole the artwork
Tried to my shit-talkin'
Weezy and Dram'— we are the Mixtape
Hahaha! You
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1: Wayne]
I got Doja, Narcotics, and that's DNA
Got a Dyke-ho, Nympho, And your bitch next to me and bae
like NWA, they make me feel A-OK
Feeling like Tony, "Grrreat!", all on me, TSA
She got Dollars, Nut, and Alcohol all her T&A
She snort all this KKK and this need AAA
Let's enjoy some NBA, lil boys NCAA
we got A-M-M-O, but you'll get beat like MMA
I got Dracos, Ninos, Automatics; my DNA
You'll get beat like Ray, TKO, O-H-H
I smoke O's, I sip Ace, I pop whole Xanies
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, don't go to
I cuties, porn, and play, I got Uzis on the way
I don't be choosey, I be safe
I don't get woozy, I get the
My ballin' like Chiney, Erykah Badu with the fade
Capital-WNBA, I teach her how to save
I been sleepin' with my AK, with my finger her waist
I dreamin' I caught a body —
That's some sweet dreams, who want a
Give the dream to a bitch that ain't even from the USA
the land of the Free, it's the home of AJ
Got a whole brick of yay, I put one line on the plate
She's gon' take it to the face, like "Thin line between and hate"
I got Dealers 'N' Associates, that my DNA
All these diamonds, all this gold and shit, that PB&J
I got Bloods in LA, I got Bloods in the A
I got everywhere you lay
But ain't no in my filet
Hit the court, shoot the DA, treat beef USDA
OMW to your trap, (Blap!) — Now be On My Way
I got plugs I ain't got to pay, I got shit I got to say
I got way out of state, I ain't got no more pocket space
Sippin' slo-mo at my pace, lean like I a brace
want to be embraced, Kings want to be an Ace
I remember Ace of Spades, I remember the Goose is
Now it's Bumbu by the case, nigga, you, fly away
Six shit, (blrrrp)

[Break: DJ & (Lil Wayne)]

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

2: Lil Wayne]
I got the Ganja
I got the Fanta
All like Uganda
back like E. Honda, wait
Hardhat like a
Your crack, then we crowned you
bite to a flounder
Bar to a bouncer, wait
All Franks Sinatra
Face been painted, they ain't clowned him
Everybody rakin' like it's autumn
Y'all sweeter than Whatchamacallit
All y'all take a on this toilet
Y'all ain't shit, but piss-poor, and
Sittin' in the like I'm on a Harley
Keep bloodsuckers with the garlic
Alone in a mansion, I'm Macaulay
Thought about your coffin and started
Thought about orphans, how they probably starvin'
Thought this artful shit, how I'm so thoughtful
Walkin' on the marble, feelin' Ricardo
Walkin' like the campus of Harvard
my nigga Swizz, niggas gettin' smarter
Try to hit the books, and nigga hit the
Sittin' on the charter, 'bout the targets
Waitin' on departure, waiting on a
Make sure my vultures keep an cartridge
And make my Barbies keep an extra Barbie
My dick is her electric chair, feel the
And her pussy better like a orchid
Wetter than a wishin' well, a quarter
Damn, I I was a lil bit taller
Damn, I wish I drank a lil more
Damn, my stank a lil more harder
Damn, I up with a redbone, scarlet
With a car
smoke green, that's Marley
Purple and the orange, you seen, that's
No Eve in my garden, F-R-uh,
All the Gs in my corner, boys so warriors
Believe we deserve every leaf in the
Kis and quarters layin' my headquarters
hoarder, you a mortal, I report 'em
World on my shoulders but lighter than a clover
I'm your bitch, baby, hold me than a stroller
System so solar, got white like
Nut granola all in your bitch rollers
You never been in jail, I never in a Corolla
Then I roll a blunt as thick as a Samoan
This is sick shit, the sickness is showin'
The is spreadin', the disease 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
Then I just and forget to mourn
And give to the star, it's 6, the