Luyện nghe bài hát Hands In The Air

Comin' from the top of my, dome I'm droppin' my
Own type of style and ain't stoppin' my
to the very top, hit em' up wit all I got
Superstar, no I'm not green weed black

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

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

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

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

Nigga, you know me, why you niggas wanna be
All in my like you the paparazzi?
Boy, I was a game way before this rap thang
Real 'fo the money came that's why I will change me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Go on an' put 'em up
Put your hands 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
your boy, Milwakiee, stop playin'