Luyện nghe bài hát Touch the Sky

Niggas try to me and make history Arab
You try to shit on me and history
You history!

You got to the guy
In God I trust, he in I
When I get high it feel I (touch the sky)
And yeah I dress to
I it so you dressed to die, bless the guy
If he try and take the and (testify)
buddy boy turn him into Buddy Lee
With four dirty niggas in ugly tee's (na-na-na)
And figures, you can't fight triggas
off light liquor light niggas (na da da da)
In the wintertime but I got the warm
Snowin' out showin' out, the top (na-na-na)
I do I have to do
say "you little bastard you"
"Look man they all gonna at you" (ha ha ha)
You it in public, fuck it, you like it, I love it
disgustin', I'm disgusted, don't wanna discuss it
Look me eye-to-eye, we could go
But pardon, I'm on (la-la-la)

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
We doin' what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell they used to you

on the floor, guns on the wall
If there's money to make then I'm makin' a
on my chain, weed in the jar
Weed in the air, 2 pits in the
Handlin' biz, all over the crib
You broke and can't it
To count this much money you need stamina
went to Stanford, I grew up on Cam and them
Makin' this and makin' it fast
a joint and I'm makin' it last
Reppin' my Gang, no fakin' it
Drivin' my car like it got no brakes in it
Now both my cribs got a in it
Had my own swag, you start it
one up and I'm facin' it
Got so juice you could taste the shit
Shout out to J
He rock Louis shades
We all get stupid
I ball, hoop today
Got one, need two of them
at me, see I'm doin' my thing
I'm tryna up my sushi game
Old school shit, a lame

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
We just doin' we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell ain't used to you

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
We just what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell they ain't to you

Shit, I'm extra
You bug it, the pesticides
Dibble out the bag, put the rest
flow, the cool'll never die
Ask me if I'm stoned, when am I ever
up, you tryna hit this L' or nah?
Uh, coped another Rollie, I was pressed for
TNT up, but we don't talk to swine
Send the pies, hustler since ?
Breakin' nights, blowin' blunts on
While you was in the nosebleeds at the Drake & Wayne
I was Hitler with the pounds, got 8 off
Eatin', clean the plate off, They only hate 'cause lost
First class nigga, make a flight the takeoff
Uh, a label, 'less it's Black Label
Indie but I'm that major
It's still fuck the other
never lettin' nothin'
Roofless shit, the bitch
see if she can (touch the sky)

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
Uh we doin' what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell they used to you

out and (touch the sky)
up and (touch the sky)
Smoke a and (touch the sky)
Can (testify)
Uh we doin' what we usually do
Nah Cam, I can tell ain't used to you