Luyện nghe bài hát Hands In The Air

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

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

I'm like a legend or some prophecy
Sent here to set you free fresh player me
Into another deep inside yo' own soul
This shit here way bigger 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 here poetry
This 'bout 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 me throw 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 me throw yo' hands up in the air, the mothafuckin' air

Nigga, you know me, why you niggas 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

nobody like even though they try to be
Niggas think they are but ain't fuckin' 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 and lead my people
Murder, non-believers with lyrics that are

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

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

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

This ain't 'bout who rap the best, this ain't who got the most
This is not no gangsta rap, this ain't 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 live in poverty
Hard workin' niggas that try to honestly
Man, I represent who good and fellin' nice
Niggas on the drank and dro fresh on the ice, yeah

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

Keep your ears wide open this is all real no
Throw yo' mothafuckin' 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' 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' down
It's your boy, Milwakiee, stop