Luyện nghe bài hát Hands in Da Air

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

I feel like
Somebody's me, watchin' me
Could it be the way I'm tight?
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 comin with 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

Watch I back the Coupe out
Can just troop out?
The same way they do I show you Brat
With a little bit of 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
Throwin' tantrums when I into makin' shit
If you thinkin' of becomin' one of my
You gotta pay a bitch 'cause I be rich
I ain't quittin',
Way before, "Funkdafied" I was spittin',

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

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

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

It's automatic, wanna jump on my wagon, wagon
I ain't lackin', lackin' on
Open ya eyes my body when I try on clothes that fit fit
I'm and particulate 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 keep it a secret, all ya folks
See you when I shine, I glow,
From the C H I C A G O,

And I trust no, nigga 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
guaranteed 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
Forever you playas playas 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 too tired to get that paper, baby

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

Every time that shit come out, I toss it back and I
I be breakin' ya to the rhythm of rap
test it loud for the low frequency, where 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 the table
Put the lines in the and the hooks and the phrases
Instead of puttin' out sumthin' 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 it, goddammit, 'cause I'm fiddinta get mad

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

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

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

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

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