Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Out

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

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

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

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

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

it, Wayne, your mom is listenin'
But she ain't really 'cause the pots is piston
Them trippin', until the shots whistling'
Hear them bullets sizzle, like a cobra at

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

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

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

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

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