Luyện nghe bài hát Peace Sign/Index Down

Gym Class Heroes, and Dre
(This is)
You silly for one, it's Travie
(Why you this to me?)

I started rappin' in the class, scribbling trash
In that one of my jokes, I had the pretty young things laughin'
The chubby little bastard a knack for little Debbie snacks
But what I in looks I made up for it in passion

No advance and we make it happen
In your conscience more
Then that laughy Taffy
Goodbye yesterday's rags, hello, high
Hands you's a man that built a castle with sand

With no regards for waves and finally established
Till the comes in gallon drums and wipes away my palace
But now I'm sittin' lovely off in wonderland with
With purple people passin' me at the caterpillar's

Ha, ha, you thinking
I'm wrong, right? I should quit
Writing these songs,
Tell you what do it better, I just
it back to eighty six, you wanna lick, sike

let the TV mislead you
Me and you, dude, we are not
you, this is for my people
Fuck you, this is for my

Don't try to like I can't see you
parents must've been trans and so see through
Fuck you, is for my people
Fuck you, this is for my

Put up your peace sign, put your down
Put up your peace sign, put your index
Put up your peace sign, put your index
Put up your sign, put your index down

Before I utter words and before I start to
Let me make sure you clear I'm about the wind
I puzzle up my words I piece another concoction
'Cause I'm stubborn with the thought failure was never an option

I grinds like a carpenter until my bleed
With the passion from my heart to the mouths that I feed
That's why I look at most of you I know it's odd
Because you can't do nuttin' to me unless you God

But bein' none of you ain't him
You can't fuck me, now watch me erase them
Now me, see, I'm so determined
I'm through the heap of gauntlets while the fire is burnin'

Or how the turning on the rim of the V
I laugh and it off the shit they be doin' to me
all the yappin' and talking and so and so
Think that you can stop the kid, oh no

So if you get in my way, you know done, son
You best believe I say, you better run, son
Fuck you I do this for my loved ones
Fuck you I do this for my loved ones

You better kneel down and pray 'cause I come from
We goin' everyday, that's how the fight's won
Fuck you I do this for my loved ones
Fuck you because I do for my loved ones

Put up the peace sign, put the down
Put up the peace sign, put the index
Put up the peace sign, put the index
Put up the peace sign, put the index

Look, mom, no
Yer boy's a man
(Yeah, damn)
you said is finally settin' in
Trainin' wheels fell off and I kept

Now I'm ridin' on this industry
Say the word, I'll ghost ride this bitch
Good lookin' pop on the strength you givin' me
Wasn't for you Gym Class would be

I'm on my upstate
I was Brooklyn but now I'm upstate rich
Gettin' from two dames with French accents
Now I mess with local chicks, I get 'em shit

You thinking I'm wrong, right?
I should quit writin' these songs, right?
Tell you what, do it better I just
Take it back to six, you want a lick, sike

Now it's a lot of that can't stand me
'Cause my resemblance to is uncanny
But fuck you, this is for my
Fuck you, this is for my

Upstate New to Miami
Up recording in my jammies
I do it for my
you, this is for my family

Put up your peace sign, put your down
Put up your sign, put your index down
Put up your sign, put your index down
Put up your peace sign, put your down

Put up your peace sign, put your down
Put up peace sign, put your index down
Put up your peace sign, put your index
Put up your peace sign, put your index