Luyện nghe bài hát So Fly

Yeah, to tha Church, Volume II
213
Got my nephew Dogg in da house
Nate holla at 'em, where you at?

in my car
And I'm listening to the
I'm listening to a sad sing
Sing about how she got her heart

You reaching for stars
I just want me natural
When alone it gets mighty cold
Don't act as if you did not

She let me with her heart
I'm working I said, "I'll soon be home"
All the the girl was home alone
Let me tell you what she crying for, why? I'm fly

Yeah, he super sly, Nate
Ohh ohh ohh I'm fly,
You he supa sly
But me I'm supa and I'm supa dupa fly

I'd be the at this I know you waited this
And I wanted this to be elaborate and so
And then you just slide by and
You on another piz-age, is that the way you gon'

I know you're all hurt inside
But won't you talk to a playa? Let me help out pride
I'm a counselor, a pastor, a priest or a physchologist
A shrink, on a freak, my technique

And I wear minks, boots
And I'm the rip that gets the
And I afraid to shoot
And I love to toot

Beep beep as I slide up the
I'm from the LBC and I don't know y'all done heard about me
But I'm a with some P-I-M-P too
I'm a real playa from the 213 crew

Now look boo
If you bang or hang with tha Dogg
You to get in
Holla at her Nate

in my car
And I'm to the radio
I'm listening to a sad sing
about how she got her heart broke

You were for stars
I just want me something
you're alone it gets mighty cold
act as if you did not know

She let me with her heart
I'm late I said, "I'll soon be home"
All the while the was home alone
Let me tell you what she crying fo', 'Cuz I'm fly

Yeah, he super sly, Nate
Ohh ohh ohh I'm fly,

Warren G, 3 with a mink
think my shit stinks
Stacy Adams with a
Pockets pad up, they from Brinks

So what the wink
You the one in the
with the thing
Coat watchin', "The Lion King"

and thangs
'Cuz I'm with Snoop and Nate, singing, and things
I'm out late I'm rhyming for change
I ain't dime for dames

Hop back and I'm to aim
At everything, that be my fame
regulatin', been lacing the game
Ain't no in the game

Two-one mother dwizzle sippin' on the sizzle
And for shizzle
Four for da riddles
You know bars

we go, you know who us are
You tell by the car
caviar
Bubble bath, I say I you and I laugh

in my car
And I'm listening to the
I'm to a sad girl sing
Sing about how she got her heart

You were reaching for
I just want me something
When you're alone it mighty cold
Don't act as if you did not

She let me play her heart
I'm working late I said, "I'll be home"
All the while the was home alone
Let me tell you she crying fo', why? 'Cuz I'm fly

Yeah he sly, Nate Dogg
Ohh ohh ohh I'm fly,