Luyện nghe bài hát Hands In The Air

Niggas always me (funky!)
But I want em to on watchin me
I'ma 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, whole world got too money for me
To not get no dough, dough, no hoe
Rock than the one from So-So
I never go broke
I keep comin with the vocals that make know
Why the fuck I boast, and brag
Why should I look sad I got some loot now?
In fact, I how
Watch I back the Coupe out
Can niggas troop out
The same way they do when I show you
With a little bit of out
And her big ass out
Get the out
of you bitches lose out
When the sexiness out
Like orgasms, I'm the at this
Throwin when I move into makin shit
If you of becomin one of my favorites
You pay a bitch
Cause I be rich
I ain't quittin,
Wave a 4 45, spittin,

Throw yo hands in the air like you care
This fo niggas and bitches
Forever you playas playas flash on em, get on em
And em say, say
Hands in the air, from to side
im high, high
Together we ride,
I'm too tired
To get paper, baby

If y'all see me, see me
Im give somethin to look look at
a nigga neck turn turn for Brat
Burn burn these hoes 'cause I'm back and my pants sag
It's automatic, they jump on my wagon, wagon
I ain't lackin lackin on
Open ya eyes when my body when I try on 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
keep it a secret, tell all ya folks
See you when I shine, I glow,
the C-H-I-C-A-GO, 6-0-6-4-4
And I trust no, that make a mistake for me
Guns ready to and to leave with you
of the ones run
I can't 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 in ya back
If niggas is askin thumpin, it's Brat Brat

Throw yo hands in the air you dont care
This fo and bitches everywhere
Forever you playas playas flash on em, get on em
And em say, say
in the air, from side to side
Forever im high,
we ride, ride
I'm never too
To get paper, baby

I keep my bad braids back when the dick on the track
You can it down playa, we don't listen to that
The bass thump, the snare don't clap
That beat ain't tight nigga, shit ain't fat
Everytime I touch the mic, another record ya
I be breakin ya back to the of rap
Test it loud for the low kickin', and fast
Niggas say, "I that fuckin shit ya did wit Da Brat!"
bad with the pad, with the pen, with the paper
Still smoke a under the table
Put the lines in the words and the 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 mean it, goddammit, I'm fiddinta get MAD
I put em in the bag
Twist, tie, put em out and Wednesday
I kick em in they ass
Take money em everytime I bet against 'em
I know it fair
But I swim with alligators and I with bears
Throw ya in the air
As high as you can, and leave them there