Luyện nghe bài hát Hands In The Air

Comin' the top of my, dome when I'm droppin' my
Own of style and ain't nobody stoppin' my
Rise to the top, hit em' up wit all I got
Superstar, no I'm not green weed black

Everybody wanna piece dirty like a of cleats
run they mouth a lot like bitches and parakeets, wow
How you want it pimpin'? Wow I'm so with it', wow
Make other boys wanna do it just I did it

I'm a legend or some kinda prophecy
here to set you free fresh player follow me
Into another world inside yo' own soul
This here way bigger than tattoos and cornrows

This not 'bout dow, Not 'bout no fakin' yo
Not 'bout who or po', Not 'bout who niggas know
This here 'bout you an' me, This here poetry
here 'bout who we be if you in here wit me

Keep your ears wide this is all real no jokin'
Thow yo' hands up in the air
If you feel me throw yo' up in the air
Better keep your ears open, this is all real, no
Throw yo' hands up in the air
If you me throw yo' hands up in the air, the mothafuckin' air

Nigga, you know me, why you niggas wanna be
All in my grill like you the
Boy, I was full a game way before rap thang
Real 'fo the money came why I will never change me

Ain't like even though they try to be
Niggas think they are but they ain't fuckin' me lyrically, yo
I was born with it, didn't nobody it to me
Ova' hot tell you 'bout what the streets did to me, yo
Choose me to be a prophet and lead my
Murder, with lyrics that are lethal

I hit 'em heavy wit it yo, I stay wit it
Come, try to test me wit it regret you did it
Call, who I got my own bat
You got the paper I got them grown stacks
But this ain't 'bout no not 'bout what niggas said
Not 'bout what hoes believe If you in with me

Keep your ears wide open this is all real no
Throw yo' hands up in the air
If you feel me yo' hands up in the air
Better keep ears open, this is all real, no boastin'
Throw yo' hands up in the air
If you feel me throw yo' up in the air, the mothafuckin' air

Yeah, I got couple of Benz just to let you the deal
Eight to company beats come from Dew Real, yeah
We them niggas should not nobody be with
Clab ryders, choppy city you bitches done real quick

This ain't 'bout who rap the best, this ain't who got the most
is not no gangsta rap, this ain't 'bout no pimps and hoes
This here no country shit, ain't no way to label this
Memphis, where I come from mouth veteran

What I who ever live in poverty
Hard workin' that try to hustle honestly
Man, I represent who lookin' and fellin' nice
on the drank and dro fresh clothes on the ice, yeah

We gon' keep this comin', comin' with the
If you from the gotta then I know you of this
This ain't 'bout where you from, this ain't 'bout you be
This here 'bout free If you in here with me

Keep your ears wide this is all real no jokin'
Throw yo' mothafuckin' up in the air
If you feel me yo' hands up in the air
Better keep your ears open, is all real, no boastin'
Throw yo' hands up in the air
If you feel me throw yo' up in the air, the mothafuckin' air

Go on an' put 'em up
Put hands where I can see 'em
Put your hands I can see 'em
Go on an' put 'em up
Put hands where I can see 'em
Put your hands I can see 'em

Yeah, A wayz, Dew Realla, Co Lou
Slab 2, goin' down baby
It's your boy, Milwakiee, playin'