Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Away

[Intro: DJ

I'd like for you to take this
And where you was
The first time you Dedication
If I asked you how many times 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
done stole the artwork
Tried to emulate my
and Dram'— we are the Mixtape Blueprint
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 all this KKK and this broad need AAA
Let's enjoy NBA, y'all lil boys NCAA
Yeah we got A-M-M-O, but you'll get beat MMA
I got Dracos, Ninos, that's my DNA
You'll get beat like 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, inside weed, it's laced
I doobies, don't smoke J's
Don't watch movies, go to plays
I watch cuties, porn, and play, I got on the way
I be choosey, I don't be safe
I don't get woozy, I get the
My bitch ballin' like Chiney, Erykah with the fade
Capital-WNBA, I just teach her how to
I been with my AK, with my finger around her waist
I been dreamin' I caught a —
That's some dreams, who want a taste?
Give the American dream to a that ain't even from the USA
That's the land of the Free, the home of AJ
Got a whole brick of some yay, I put one line on the
She's gon' take it to the face, like "Thin 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 Bloods you lay
But ain't no in my filet
Hit the court, shoot the DA, treat like USDA
OMW to trap, (Blap!) — Now I'll be On My Way
I got plugs I got to pay, I got shit I ain't got to say
I got cribs way out of state, I ain't got no pocket space
Sippin' slo-mo at my pace, lean I wear a brace
want to be embraced, Kings want to be an Ace
I remember Ace of Spades, I remember the is Grey
Now it's Bumbu by the case, nigga, fuck you, fly
Six shit, (blrrrp)

[Break: DJ & (Lil Wayne)]

To the that Tunechi birthed
To the sons and of Weezy
Y'all niggas still watching a master at
(I got...)
D6

[Verse 2: Lil
I got the Ganja
I got the Fanta
All black like
Hair back like E. Honda,
Hardhat like a
Your skull crack, then we you
Shark to a flounder
Bar to a bouncer, wait
All like Sinatra
Face been painted, they ain't never him
rakin' cash like it's autumn
Y'all boys than Whatchamacallit
All y'all a seat on this toilet
ain't shit, but y'all piss-poor, and
Sittin' in the foreign like I'm on a
Keep bloodsuckers away with the
in a mansion, I'm Macaulay Culkin
Thought about your coffin and barfin'
about your orphans, how they probably starvin'
Thought about this artful shit, how I'm so
Walkin' on the marble, feelin' Ricardo
Walkin' 'round like the of Harvard
Shoutout my nigga Swizz, gettin' smarter
Try to hit the books, and nigga hit the
Sittin' on the charter, talkin' 'bout the
Waitin' on departure, on a sculpture
Make my vultures keep an extra cartridge
And make sure my 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 wish I was a lil bit
Damn, I wish I a lil more water
Damn, my stank a lil more harder
Damn, I pull up with a redbone,
With a car
That 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 leaf in the forest
Kis and quarters layin' around my
hoarder, you a mortal, I report 'em
World on my shoulders but it's lighter than a
I'm your bitch, baby, hold me tighter a stroller
System so solar, got like Crayola
Nut granola all in your bitch rollers
You been in jail, I never been in a Corolla
Then I a blunt 'bout as thick as a Samoan
This is that shit, the sickness is showin'
The sickness is spreadin', the is growin'
The bitches is hoein', the witnesses
The dollars are torn, they fishing for
I goin', I get to the boar and
I rip off his horns, six in the
I just yawn and forget to mourn
And give to the star, it's 6, the