Luyện nghe bài hát Jerome

Put your motherfuckin' in the air
Or you gon' need a halo, I'm a mothafuckin'
ain't no game, I'm not no player
Nigga tryna find his way and then he bringing
You better we major

I'm on this water heavy, what's a gold and a pager
Wrestle with these words a young Mick
All I see is AC
These niggas jaded, 'bout to set it off, I be Jada
Still on the block it feel like how it tumble down
Hands shaking like a Rumble, pack up we now
Buzzing how we now
niggas puzzled, do the right thing and they buggin' out
Know the freedom stop for nothing, tell 'em niggas stop the
Roll in front, so if you ever see you better know we choppin' onions
I'm spitting bricks, we rarely stop for munchkins
why I do not fuck with customs, I'm unaccustomed to these costumes
Know that if you cross the free it just might you
I'm not a doctor or Kevin
The way I'm dancing with these wolves, I I never lost her
Step, I keep it steppin' that's a bet

Relax and take notes, while I take tokes of the smoke
Relax and take notes, relax and notes, notes, notes, notes

Put motherfuckin' hands in the air
And wave them like you just don't
I'm showin' love to my mothafuckin' people
You can tell mans we ain't going no where
Now keep hands motherfuckin' in the air
And them like you just don't care
I'm just showin' to my mothafuckin' people
You can tell mans we ain't going no where

in the mothafuckin' house now
Let a loafer steppin', better watch they mouth now
Leaving lessons, pray for blessings when the doubts 'round
Thousand Island stretchin', I ain't stressin' no
I'm in this where the sharks be
Coming for the place your thoughts be
Artsy, mouth, I never do the flossing
Hardly, stuntin' on the niggas frontin'
I know they do not want it, I run over niggas that's
No I tryna kick it, I'm cookin' no bun in the oven
I need it on the stove, push it to the off a cottage grove
Pot of gold, more than Hollygrove
Mothafuckin' Hollywood, take a holiday
I'm spotting foes everywhere, that I get very rare
Faced the God, up Based God?
I'm hot, tracing opps
Know your enemy, patrol energy
Don't slip with niggas pretend to be
kin of me can call me blood
Even a can see the love
We do it for the free and it up
Tell your they can keep the hate
Tell my friends I appreciate, the value depreciate

This for my niggas, who be chillin' with them killers in the
We high 'til we bug the fuck out
It's been a minute, I've chillin' on the
right, right
And to my crooks from Chi-town all the way to
We get wild if you give us look
Hit you with the follow up and the right hook, right,

Put your hands up in the air
Or you gon' have to lay low when I motherfucking you
ain't no game like Sega, don't be a hero
I'm with my good fellas and we to rob Dinero
Give me the pesos, give me the Euros, me the dollars
Give me the say so if these want the drama
If I my partners up, body bags is popping up
Keep popping shit, we pop the trunk, you niggas popular
Hit him between his oculars, what the is popping, cuz?
Super Saiyan like I opened chakras up
Pussy hoes we knocking up, these keep stocking up
As long as I'm I'm Ben Wallace on your wallets, uh
My shottas go blocka, blocka
Soul shocking the fire, probably light your block up
Stop your blood clot crying, the pussy boy dying
It's a cold, cold world, I think niggas need the iron like "blaow"

How you me now? Its the mothafuckin' Brooklyn king of them now
Nigga's jocking my style, I been all on the
I been out the shows, I been fuckin' your hoes, like blap
How you like me now? Its the mothafuckin' Brooklyn of them now
Nigga's jocking my style, I all on the road
I been checkin' out the shows, I fuckin' your hoes

This for my niggas, who be chillin' with them killers in the
We gettin' 'til we bug the fuck out
It's been a minute, I've chillin' on the
Prowl right,
And to my crooks Chi-town all the way to Flatbush
We get wild if you give us look
Hit you with the up and the right hook, right, right