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 gon' be another 20 year run nigga. Hey Shaw these niggas playing with it, we gotta these niggas who the best

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

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

Bitch I dues, lawyer fees and drivers
Had the so long I had to buy XL tires
Got popped in jack was a little off the rap
My nigga Boo had to come and bail me out
What if find two mil? Bitch y'all know that it was 3
green Murcielago, y'all know that was me
I done had so many Lambs' that I'm out
I'ma have to buy a I done already had
See I my Jacob to my first meeting with Def Jam
Walked in and told LA "you see it"
head, top down on Collins, I'm 2Pacing
They found my prints on the rocks, I'm tube sockin'

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

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