Luyện nghe bài hát Put It In The Air

Who's hot, who's not, I been the thing
On the west, ever since the of Tupac
Kept my crack in clear capsules blue tops
And it's nothin' for me to get you shot

You see him? Yup, the ol' pimp
Sky baller and ain't changed but my limp
born player, mine not a lame or a skimp
The world is mine, you see my name on a

Stay Gabbana'd down, play the Bahamas now
Youse a donkey, I'ma piranha
I keep thick bread, in the of my sweats
While I'm drivin' I get head in the cockpit of my

And my game is sharp as a mosquito's
As far as the charts, young S be's The
Purple haze smoke in the urr, in the wind
The rims right when I stop they still go and they spin

I can teach you how to stunt boy, and pop that boy
city slickers ain't never been punks boy
So fix your ice grill, and mean mug
Unless you wanna feel a few slugs

you got a blunt then put it in the air
Nigga you got a gun put it in the air
you from a gang then put in in the air
Play Killa Cali if you want, muh'fuckers

Nigga you got a then put it in the air
you got a gun then put it in the air
Nigga you from a then put in in the air
Play with Cali if you want, muh'fuckers

I ain't got no time for fake ones, so don't think for a
I won't pull this 45 and put your stomach your neck is
If I tell you the sky better respect it
Or get yo' ass hog tied, ass naked

I'm doin' this for easy, it or not
I wouldn't be rappin' if Eric Wright wouldn't a dropped
I love this shit, I work and I'm
I on corner fuckers but I'm still in the hood

I'm poised to go platinum, what the magazines sayin'
Fuck Source', I got my own magazines man
I call her Shirley, she got a 32 clip
And she love hangin' out wit'chu

I'm them Philly nigs that come through "Early"
your front door without knockin' like Mr. Furley
It's me, you and the semi "Three's Company"
You the crown, you be U.G.K. like Bun B

you got a blunt then put it in the air
Nigga you got a gun put it in the air
you from a gang then put in in the air
Play with Killa if you want, muh'fuckers

I jewels, cop tools, I will not lose
A million a minute is how my block moves
I stay in the fast lane, never fakin', cheddar
I'm in the game for the cash

And play this in they Benz's, Jeeps and G.O.'s
say I'm arrogant and got a big ego
But they love to swallow me up
And hotel suite, they wanna follow me up

But I ain't put my dick in for free, nah ma
You want the kid you gotta pay this pimpin' a fee
And ain't no champagne left, so toast 'gnac
Sky and Game 'bout to bring the West coast back

I'm on get dough shit
That Frank War [unverified] pimpin' that ho
In Cali smokin' that 'dro
I still push fish scale, and white
A lil' nigga a big gun and I ain't tryin' to fight

Nigga you got a blunt put it in the air
you got a gun then put it in the air
Nigga you from a then put in in the air
Play with Killa Cali if you want,