Luyện nghe bài hát Let It Fly

[Chorus: Travis
Fly (fly, fly, fly, fly)
Let it fly (let it fly, let it fly, let it fly)
Let it fly the birds in the sky
Hotter the weather in July
I done did so much I can't
Word, to my guys
She just get so wet, I slip and
Had to get it back to give them
I, I, I,

[Verse 1: Scott]
It's Mr. Myers, man (Michael Myers)
Work the back, I keep it coming in (whoo, whoo)
By the way we work you I had a twin (twin)
I'm tryna run the game, it ain't no in (naw)
You can't me, sliding from a dangerous life (it's lit!)
Always to ball, I'm tryna drain these nights
See the smoke through these entertainment lights
The way it go down we taking fours and keeping doors (Yeah, yeah!)
We at the top end of (discussion)
Been mixing alcohol in 'tussin
The demon in they eyes and they (scared)
I feed 'em and they bussing, yeah (pew, pew, pew)
I the towel, not throwing in
I'm riding in my ends
I got a driver for the pent to me round where I been
I keep some pussy to lick, they help me out when I vent
She hit that shit again, nah (brr brr, brr brr)
That's the phone call, my blood ring
It's Tha V, let the thugs sing (thugs)

[Chorus: Scott]
Let it fly (brr, fly)
Let it fly the birds in the sky (brr brr)
Hotter than the in July (brr brr)
I done did so much I decide (it's lit)
Word, word to my (yah)
She just get so wet, I slip and (splash)
Had to give it to give them five
I, I, I

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne & Travis
It's alive, alive, I'm revived, it's C5
arrived, kiss the sky, did the time
Please advise it is advise or be advised, and we
You not fuck me and mine
And in mind that we don't mind losing our minds
Free your mind, your mind, read your mind
take a week to find, the cops gon' be like "never mind"
What's on your mind, put the to your mind and blow your mind
your mind, mindfreak, no sober mind, I'm so behind
But front line, you the line and you better know your lines
And if you gettin' out of line, I hang you with a line
you like an open line, keep your stanky ho in line
Them hoes be lying, it's a line, I know you know the line
Second line, line, Tunechi got effective lines
edges like a box of Checkers fries, that's a line
Catch the line, flag, less stars extra lines
Stretch the line, skip the line, 'til you no the next in line, yeah
Tunechi a lunatic, my goonie goons the gooniest
Run inside your and kill you and who you rooming with
The Uzi the booty clip, more than one I'm too equipped
Talking 'bout some niggas, based on true events
Trying not to get pinched, smoking on a stupid
Looking in the tryna figure where my pupils went
Flashy with a boujee bitch, Travy that's my (it's lit)
Take the T off and look at it as the crucifix, bitch

[Outro: Lil Wayne & Travis
C5, best alive
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Let it fly