Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Away

[Intro: DJ

I'd for you to take this time
And remember you was
The first time you Dedication
If I asked you how many you've listened to D2
you tell me?
Dedication 3 was the first you heard
we had a black president
D4 and 5, we got back to
Y'all done the rhymes
Y'all stole the artwork
Tried to emulate my
Weezy and we are the Mixtape Blueprint
Hahaha! You
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[Verse 1:
I got Doja, Narcotics, and Actavis; DNA
Got a Dyke-ho, Nympho, And your bitch next to me and bae
Eazy NWA, they make me feel A-OK
Feeling like Tony, "Grrreat!", all on me, TSA
She got Dollars, Nut, and all over her T&A
She snort all this KKK and this need AAA
enjoy some NBA, y'all lil boys NCAA
Yeah we got A-M-M-O, but you'll get like MMA
I got Dracos, Ninos, Automatics; my DNA
get beat like Sugar Ray, TKO, O-H-H
I smoke O's, I sip Ace, I pop whole straight
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
watch movies, don't go to plays
I cuties, porn, and play, I got Uzis on the way
I be choosey, I don't be safe
I don't get woozy, I get the
My bitch ballin' like Chiney, Badu with the fade
Capital-WNBA, I just teach her how to
I been sleepin' with my AK, with my finger around her
I dreamin' I caught a body —
That's some sweet dreams, who want a
Give the American to a bitch that ain't even from the USA
That's the of the Free, it's the home of AJ
Got a whole of some yay, I put one line on the plate
She's take it to the face, like "Thin line between love and hate"
I got 'N' Associates, call that my DNA
All these diamonds, all this gold and shit, call PB&J
I got Bloods in LA, I got Bloods in the A
I got everywhere you lay
But no blood in my filet
Hit the court, shoot the DA, treat like 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 cribs way out of state, I got no more pocket space
Sippin' at my pace, lean like I wear a brace
Queens to be embraced, Kings want to be an Ace
I Ace of Spades, I remember the Goose is Grey
Now it's Bumbu by the case, nigga, fuck you, fly
Six shit, (blrrrp)

[Break: DJ & (Lil Wayne)]

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

[Verse 2: Lil
I already got the
I got the Fanta
All black Uganda
Hair back like E. Honda,
like a condom
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
boys sweeter than Whatchamacallit
All y'all a seat on this toilet
ain't shit, but y'all piss-poor, and
Sittin' in the foreign I'm on a Harley
Keep bloodsuckers away the garlic
Alone in a mansion, I'm Macaulay
Thought about coffin and started barfin'
Thought about your orphans, how they probably
about this artful shit, how I'm so thoughtful
Walkin' on the marble, feelin' Ricardo
Walkin' 'round like the campus of
Shoutout my Swizz, niggas gettin' smarter
Try to hit the books, and nigga hit the
Sittin' on the charter, talkin' the targets
on departure, waiting on a sculpture
Make sure my vultures keep an cartridge
And make sure my keep an extra Barbie
My dick is her electric chair, feel the
And her pussy better smell like a
Wetter than a wishin' well, need a
Damn, I wish I was a lil bit
Damn, I I drank a lil more water
Damn, my stank a lil more harder
Damn, I pull up with a redbone,
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, them boys so
Believe we deserve every in the forest
Kis and quarters around my headquarters
Borderline hoarder, you a mortal, I 'em
World on my shoulders but it's than a clover
I'm bitch, baby, hold me tighter than a stroller
System so solar, got white Crayola
Nut like granola all in your bitch
You never been in jail, I never been in a
Then I roll a blunt as thick as a Samoan
This is sick shit, the sickness is showin'
The sickness is spreadin', the disease is
The is hoein', the witnesses knowin'
The dollars are torn, they fishing for
I continue goin', I get to the and
I rip off his horns, six in the
Then I yawn and forget to mourn
And give to the star, it's 6, the