Luyện nghe bài hát In the Air

Trey, woah-woah. Yeah, yeah, hey y'all know y'all done fucked up right? So this the type of shit to help a nigga when a nigga need the trap to go up nigga. Y'all playing with dope come back and do this shit again. Y'all know this be another 20 year run nigga. Hey Shaw these niggas playing with it, we gotta show these niggas who the best

Heard the is talking to them bitches I'm listening
Y'all gon' me whip a quarter mil up wit my wrist and shit
Shawty Redd got the banging Snow back on his Snow shit
The way I feel nigga I might up my old bitch
Lexus bubble eye I was paying 24
at the car wash cross from the store
That was off of Candler Road in South DeKalb
Back when me and Shawty hit up Ts and had a ball
About the I bought the coupe just to hang up out the roof
them halves and wholes on Madden and I duck and block that boy the truth
Then I picked that Bentley up cause frankly I ain't give a
pursue that rapping shit, you name is hot, you blowing up
Nigga Pump hit me up, a young nigga a background
(?) call me the bad boy
They was in them Breitlings but your boy was in Rollie
Who else gon' talk them chickens like he at Chipotle

If you're really bout issues, three fingers in the air
If you got your pistol ya, three fingers in the air
If you really foreign, three fingers in the air
If you get paper like you touring, three in the air
All my real bitches, three in the air
Don't affiliate with snitches, three in the air
My niggas riding leather, three fingers in the air
(?) fingers in the air

Bitch I paid dues, lawyer fees and
Had the rims so long I had to buy XL
Got popped in jack town was a off the rap
My nigga Boo Rossini had to come and me out
What if they find two mil? Bitch know that it was 3
Riding Murcielago, y'all know that was me
I had so many Lambs' that I'm Lambo'd out
I'ma have to buy a I done already had
See I wear my Jacob to my meeting with Def Jam
Walked in and told LA "you see it"
Bald head, top on Collins, I'm 2Pacing
They never my prints on the rocks, I'm tube sockin'

If you're really your issues, three fingers in the air
If you got your pistol ya, three fingers in the air
If you ride foreign, three fingers in the air
If you get paper like you touring, three in the air
All my real bitches, fingers in the air
Don't affiliate with snitches, three in the air
My niggas riding leather, three fingers in the air
(?) fingers in the air

This watered down shit I hearing on the radio nigga. We going back to the streets nigga, the radio is the streets nigga. Hey y'all know y'all done fucked up right? Trey