Luyện nghe bài hát Hands in Da Air

Niggas always me
(Funky)
But I want 'em to keep on me
I'ma give 'em sumthin' to see
(Smokin')

I always like
watchin' me, watchin' me
Could it be the way I'm still
Niggas that use to feel me jockin' me, jockin' me

The, world got too much money for me
To not get no dough, dough, no hoe
Rock than the one from so-so
I go broke, broke

I keep comin the vocals that make most know
Why the I boast, boast and brag
Why should I look sad I got some loot now?
In fact, I how

when I back the Coupe out
Can niggas just out?
The same way they do I show you Brat
With a little bit of out

And her big ass out
Get the out
of you bitches lose out
When the ooze out

Like orgasms, I'm the at this
Throwin' when I move into makin' shit
If you thinkin' of becomin' one of my
You gotta pay a bitch 'cause I be stayin'
I quittin', quittin'
Way before, "Funkdafied" I was spittin',

Throw yo' hands in the air you don't care
This fo' niggas and bitches
Forever you playas flash on 'em
Get on 'em

And 'em say, say
in the air, from side to side
Forever I'm high,
we ride, ride
I'm too tired to get that paper, baby

If wanna see me, see me
I'm give somethin' to look look at
Make a nigga neck turn turn for
Burn burn hoes 'cause I'm back and my pants still sag

It's automatic, they wanna on my wagon, wagon
I ain't lackin', lackin' on
Open ya eyes when my when I try on clothes that fit fit
I'm articulate and on who I let hit hit

And get up in the middle of the center of my tootsie
Roll me something to smoke smoke and slow slow
Don't keep it a secret, tell all ya
See you I shine, I glow, glow
From the C H I C A G O,

And I trust no, nigga that a mistake for me
Guns ready to and to leave with you
Some of the run
I can't control my finger when it pump, pump

Stay out the way when I come
It's to bump, bump the trunk, uh
And put a in ya back
If niggas is askin' thumpin', it's Brat Brat

Throw yo' hands in the air like you care
This fo' niggas and bitches
you playas playas flash on 'em
Get on 'em

And 'em say, say
Hands in the air, from side to
I'm high, high
Together we ride,
I'm never too tired to get that paper,

I my bad braids back when puttin' the dick on the track
You can turn it playa, we don't listen to that
The bass thump, we spit on crap
That ain't tight nigga, that shit ain't fat

Every time that come out, I toss it back and I slap
I be ya back to the rhythm of rap
[Unverified] test it for the low frequency, where it's at?
say, "I love that fuckin' shit ya did wit Da Brat!"

Actin' bad the pad, with the pen, with the paper
smoke a nigga under the table
Put the lines in the words and the hooks and the
Instead of out sumthin' that's blazin'

Get ya hand out my pocket, get ya out ya mouth
And ya out ya ass
And keep ya nose out my
And I mean it, goddammit, 'cause I'm get mad

I put 'em in the bag
Twist tie, put 'em out Monday and
I kick 'em in raggely ass
Take money 'em and you know I better get some

I know it fair
But I smoke with alligators and I wrestle bears
Throw ya in the air
As high as you can and leave them there

Throw yo' in the air like you don't care
fo' niggas and bitches everywhere
Forever you playas flash on 'em
Get on 'em

And 'em say, say
Hands in the air, from side to
Forever I'm high,
we ride, ride
I'm never too tired to get that paper,

Throw yo' hands in the air like you don't
This fo' niggas and everywhere
Forever you playas flash on 'em
Get on 'em

And 'em say, say
Hands in the air, from to side
Forever I'm high,
we ride, ride
I'm never too tired to get paper, baby