Luyện nghe bài hát In The Air [Explicit]

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 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 show these niggas who the best

Heard the streets is talking to them I'm listening
gon' make me whip a quarter mil up wit my wrist and shit
Shawty Redd got the beat banging back on his Snow shit
The way I nigga I might call up my old bitch
Lexus coupe eye I was paying 24
at the car wash cross from the store
That was off of Candler Road in South mall
Back when me and hit up Ts and had a damn ball
About the time I bought the coupe just to 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 cause frankly I ain't give a
Snow pursue that shit, you name is hot, you blowing up
Nigga hit me up, a young nigga signed a background
(?) call me the bad boy
They was in them Breitlings but your boy was in that
Who else gon' talk them chickens like he at Chipotle

If you're really bout your issues, fingers in the air
If you got your pistol with ya, three in the air
If you ride foreign, three fingers in the air
If you get like you touring, three fingers in the air
All my real bitches, fingers in the air
affiliate with snitches, three fingers in the air
My young riding leather, three fingers in the air
(?) three in the air

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

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

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 know y'all done fucked up right? Trey