Luyện nghe bài hát Hands In The Air

Comin' from the top of my, dome 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 black glot

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

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

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

Keep ears wide open this is all real no jokin'
Thow yo' mothafuckin' 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 yo' hands up in the air, the mothafuckin' air

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

Ain't nobody like though 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
Ova' hot beat tell you what the streets did to me, yo
me to be a prophet and lead my people
Murder, with lyrics that are lethal

I hit 'em wit it yo, I stay ready wit it
Come, try to me wit it regret 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 niggas said
Not 'bout hoes believe 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 your ears open, this is all real, no boastin'
yo' hands up in the mothafuckin' air
If you feel me throw yo' hands up in the air, the 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 not nobody be fuckin' with
Clab ryders, choppy city have you done real quick

This ain't 'bout who rap the best, this 'bout who got the most
This is not no 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 orange veteran

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

We gon' keep this comin', comin' with the
If you from the gotta then I you heard of this
This ain't 'bout where you from, this ain't where you be
This here 'bout feelin' 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 yo' hands up in the air
Better keep your open, this is all real, no boastin'
yo' hands 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 your where I can see 'em
Put your where I can see 'em
Go on an' put 'em up
Put hands where I can see 'em
Put hands where I can see 'em

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