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 with dope come back and do this shit again. Y'all know 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 bitches I'm
Y'all gon' make me a quarter mil up wit my wrist and shit
Redd got the beat banging Snow back on his Snow shit
The way I feel I might call 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 hit up Ts and had a damn ball
About the time I the coupe just to hang up out the roof
Drop them halves and wholes on Madden and I and block that boy the truth
Then I picked that Bentley up cause I ain't give a fuck
Snow pursue that shit, you name is hot, you blowing up
Nigga Pump hit me up, a young signed a background
Cause (?) me the bad boy
They was in them Breitlings but your boy was in that
Who else gon' talk them like he working at Chipotle

If you're really bout issues, three fingers in the air
If you got your pistol with ya, fingers in the air
If you really ride foreign, 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 affiliate with snitches, three in the air
My niggas riding leather, three fingers in the air
(?) fingers in the air

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

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

This watered down shit I keep hearing on the 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