Luyện nghe bài hát Hands In The Air

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

Everybody wanna piece dirty a pair of cleats
Niggas run they mouth a lot bitches and parakeets, wow
How you want it Wow I'm so cold with it', wow
Make other wanna do it just because I did it

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

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

your ears wide open 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
yo' hands up in the mothafuckin' air
If you me throw yo' hands up in the air, the mothafuckin' air

Nigga, you don't know me, why you niggas be
All in my grill like you the
Boy, I was full a way before this rap thang
Real 'fo the came that's why I will never change me

Ain't nobody like even they try to be
Niggas think they are but ain't fuckin' with me lyrically, yo
I was with it, didn't nobody teach it to me
Ova' hot beat tell you 'bout the streets did to me, yo
Choose me to be a prophet and my people
Murder, non-believers with lyrics are lethal

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

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

Yeah, I got couple of Benz just to let you the deal
Eight ways to company come from Dew Real, yeah
We them niggas should not be fuckin' with
ryders, choppy city have you bitches done real quick

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

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

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

Keep your ears open this is all real no jokin'
Throw 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' up in the mothafuckin' 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 where I can see 'em
Go on an' put 'em up
Put your where I can see 'em
Put your where I can see 'em

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