Luyện nghe bài hát Tall Cans in The Air

"nobody move, get hurt"

Take a look around baby, yeh my crews ugly
But we still got the game, the most money
The most hos, the most honeys, it's so
How you hate my fuckin' guts but at the time love me
the lincoln to the gold to the lowrinding bike
I always catch you hatin' but you know that you
What you see is you get, nothing more, nothing less
I'm chillin' smokin' chronic you're chokin' on stress

Tall in the air, let me see 'em ... fuck you! [x2]

I see you're mad at the that my pockets stay fat
Is it the cash I made on whacks or the cocaine
To the crew I roll or the one that you lack
I wish you would come around, I'd lay you flat on your
You better hope you fuckin' me if you see me drinkin' whiskey
You know, me and get way past tipsy
Whether drunk, high, or sober, we still get it over
Catchin tats at 3 a.m., to toe, tread to joker

Tall in the air, let me see 'em ... fuck you! [x2]

I never sing, no, never, I only
We're coming clean forever, a doubt
Like a machine gun trigger, you'd watch out
Yeh, transplants don't a fuck, that's where we're at
So here we come again with our original
I 'who the fuck are you? I been here for a while.'
We got distillers, afi, lfb, and crystal
Transplants are fearless and the original

cans in the air, let me see 'em ... fuck you! [x2]
"nobody move, get hurt"
cans in the air, let me see 'em ... fuck you! [x2]

If you think I a fuck, well you better think twice
U.s. thugs, wolfpack, and I nothing nice
Check the date and time, lyrically hate crimes
Noose from the cord of my mic, now hang time
Blow minds with rhymes designed to break
Transplants comin' and we're one of a kind
With a crow to doe', make you flip like a flapjack
Two tall and a packet of blackjacks

Tall cans in the air, let me see 'em ... fuck you!