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 feel
Somebody's watchin' me, me
Could it be the way I'm still
Niggas that didn't use to feel me me, jockin' me

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

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

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

And her big ass out
Get the out
Some of you bitches out
When the sexiness out

Like orgasms, I'm the best at
tantrums when I move into makin' shit
If you thinkin' of one of my favorites
You pay a bitch 'cause I be stayin' rich
I ain't quittin',
Way before, "Funkdafied" I was spittin',

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

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

If y'all see me, see me
I'm give y'all somethin' to look at
Make a neck turn turn for Brat
burn these hoes 'cause I'm back and my pants still sag

It's automatic, they wanna jump on my wagon,
I ain't lackin', on shit
ya eyes when my body 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 roll
Roll me something to smoke and burn slow slow
Don't it a secret, tell all ya folks
See you I shine, I glow, glow
the C H I C A G O, 60644

And I trust no, that make a mistake for me
Guns ready to blaze and to with you
of the ones run
I control my trigger finger when it pump, pump

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

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

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

I my bad braids back when puttin' the dick on the track
You can it down 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 shit come out, I it back and I slap
I be ya back to the rhythm of rap
[Unverified] test it loud for the low frequency, it's at?
Niggas say, "I love fuckin' shit ya did wit Da Brat!"

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

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

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

I it ain't fair
But I smoke with and I wrestle with bears
Throw ya in the air
As high as you can and leave bitches there

Throw yo' hands in the air like you care
This fo' and bitches everywhere
Forever you 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 too tired to get that paper, baby

Throw yo' hands in the air like you 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
I'm high, high
Together we ride,
I'm never too tired to get that paper,