Luyện nghe bài hát Hands In The Air

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

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

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

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

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

Nigga, you don't know me, why you wanna be
All in my grill like you the
Boy, I was full a 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 they are but they ain't fuckin' with me lyrically, yo
I was born with it, nobody teach it to me
Ova' hot tell you 'bout what the streets did to me, yo
me to be a prophet and lead my people
Murder, non-believers with lyrics that are

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 baby paper I got them stacks
But this ain't 'bout no bread not 'bout what niggas
Not 'bout what hoes If you in here with me

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

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

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

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

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

your ears wide 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, is all real, no boastin'
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 your 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 hands where I can see 'em

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