Luyện nghe bài hát Put It In The Air

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

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

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

And my game is sharp as a needle
As far as the charts, S be's The Beatles
Purple haze smoke in the urr, blow in the
The rims right there I stop they still go and they spin

I can you how to stunt boy, and pop that trunk boy
Them city slickers ain't never punks boy
So fix ice grill, and your mean mug
Unless you wanna a few M-16 slugs

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

Nigga you got a blunt put it in the air
you got a gun then put it in the air
Nigga you a gang 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 stomach where your neck is
If I you kiss the sky better respect it
Or get yo' ass hog tied, ass naked

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

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

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

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 Killa if you want, muh'fuckers

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

And bitches play in they Benz's, Jeeps and G.O.'s
They say I'm and got a big ego
But they still love to me up
And every hotel suite, they wanna me up

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

I'm on that get dough
Frank War [unverified] pimpin' that ho shit
In smokin' that 'dro shit
I still push fish scale, and white
A lil' nigga with a big gun and I tryin' to fight

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