Luyện nghe bài hát Hands In The Air

Comin' from the top of my, 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 black

Everybody wanna piece dirty like a of cleats
Niggas run they mouth a lot like 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 legend or some prophecy
Sent here to set you free player follow me
another world deep inside yo' own soul
This shit way bigger than tattoos and cornrows

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

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

Nigga, you don't me, why you niggas wanna be
All in my grill you the paparazzi?
Boy, I was full a game way this rap thang
Real 'fo the money came that's why I never change me

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

I hit 'em heavy wit it yo, I 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 not 'bout what niggas said
Not 'bout what hoes 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 throw yo' 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 yo' hands up in the air, the mothafuckin' air

Yeah, I got couple of just to let you know the deal
Eight ways to beats come from Dew Real, yeah
We them niggas should not be fuckin' with
Clab ryders, choppy city have you 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 ain't no country shit, ain't no way to label this
Memphis, where I come from orange mouth

What I represent who ever in poverty
Hard workin' niggas try to hustle honestly
Man, I who lookin' good and fellin' 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 know you heard of
This 'bout where you from, this ain't 'bout where you be
This here 'bout feelin' free If you in with me

Keep your ears wide open this is all real no
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'
yo' hands up in the mothafuckin' air
If you feel me yo' hands 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 your where I can see 'em
Put your hands I can see 'em

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