Luyện nghe bài hát Fly Away

[Intro: DJ

I'd for you to take this time
And remember you was
The time you heard Dedication
If I asked you how many times you've to D2
you tell me?
Dedication 3 was the first you heard
we had a black president
D4 and 5, we got to business
Y'all done copied the
Y'all done stole the
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 Actavis; DNA
Got a Dyke-ho, Nympho, And your layin' next to me and bae
Eazy like NWA, they make me A-OK
like Tony, "Grrreat!", feeling all on me, TSA
She got Dollars, Nut, and all over her T&A
She snort all this KKK and this broad AAA
Let's enjoy some NBA, y'all lil boys
Yeah we got A-M-M-O, but you'll get beat MMA
I got Dracos, Ninos, Automatics; my DNA
You'll get beat like Sugar Ray, TKO,
I smoke O's, I sip Ace, I pop Xanies straight
I got P's, I got weight, I got kis, I got
I got moon-rock, molly, ecstasy, inside this weed, laced
I doobies, don't smoke J's
Don't watch movies, don't go to
I watch cuties, porn, and play, I got 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 just her how to save
I been sleepin' with my AK, with my finger her waist
I been dreamin' I a body —
That's sweet dreams, who want a taste?
Give the American to a bitch that ain't even from the USA
That's the land of the Free, the home of AJ
Got a whole of some yay, I put one line on the plate
She's gon' it to the face, like "Thin line between love and hate"
I got 'N' Associates, call that my DNA
All diamonds, all this gold and shit, call that PB&J
I got in LA, I got Bloods down in the A
I got Bloods you lay
But ain't no blood in my
Hit the court, the DA, treat beef 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 way out of state, I ain't got no more pocket space
Sippin' slo-mo at my pace, lean I wear a brace
Queens want to be embraced, want to be an Ace
I remember Ace of Spades, I remember the Goose is
Now it's Bumbu by the case, nigga, fuck you, fly
Six shit, (blrrrp)

DJ Drama & (Lil Wayne)]

To the culture that birthed
To the sons and daughters of
Y'all niggas watching a master at work
(I got...)
D6

2: Lil Wayne]
I already got the
I got the Fanta
All black Uganda
Hair back E. Honda, wait
Hardhat a condom
skull crack, then we crowned you
Shark to a flounder
Bar to a bouncer, wait
All Franks like
Face been painted, they ain't clowned him
rakin' cash like it's autumn
Y'all boys sweeter Whatchamacallit
All y'all take a seat on toilet
ain't shit, but y'all piss-poor, and
Sittin' in the foreign I'm on a Harley
Keep bloodsuckers away with the
in a mansion, I'm Macaulay Culkin
Thought about your coffin and barfin'
Thought about your orphans, how probably starvin'
about this artful shit, how I'm so thoughtful
Walkin' on the marble, feelin' Ricardo
'round like the campus of Harvard
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 keep an extra cartridge
And make my Barbies keep an extra Barbie
My is her electric chair, feel the voltage
And her pussy smell like a orchid
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 up with a redbone, scarlet
With a car
That smoke green, Marley
Purple and the orange, you seen, that's
No Eve in my garden, F-R-uh,
All the Gs in my corner, them so warriors
we deserve every leaf in the forest
Kis and quarters layin' around my
hoarder, you a mortal, I report 'em
World on my shoulders but it's than a clover
I'm your bitch, baby, me tighter than a stroller
System so solar, got like Crayola
Nut like granola all in your bitch
You never in jail, I never been in a Corolla
Then I roll a blunt 'bout as 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 dollars are torn, they for coins
I continue goin', I get to the and
I rip off his horns, six in the
I just yawn and forget to mourn
And to the star, it's 6, the reward