Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Your Hands (In The Air)

Kanye and we M O B B, yo, yeah
like that calm before the storm, you know
C'mon drop that, yeah,
Just throw your hands in the air, yo

I'm there for you, here with you, it's clear it's
I air you only get stronger the things, you been through
I don't kill you that's what do
Run with a few multiple-scribed, say we belong in a fuckin' zoo
We done crashed all sorts of clubs forcin' the
Often them cowards and them so called thugs
When we come respect is there, 'coz we demand it
Know the Mobb is in the building, we officially

Keep your eyes on the man the hammers, they can't stand us
Try to raid us the snitchin' and got the cameras
Cock the cannons but shorty just dancin'
'Coz it might be a chance it won't pop off
If it do close to the wall, we gettin' it on
You about to witness fellas who gifted in
My homie Lyndon Da Bob pissin' you off
southern cat finnin' to get it so kiss ya cross

So if you goin' through it but you won't let it hold you
Just throw up hands, c'mon ma
We gon' party to the of dawn let's get it on
the girls and me and my mans

There's only few I die for
Infamous my family, money, sonny I hit the sky for
We don't take time off, we take off
Come with somethin' better than that, to blow your more
Gettin our shine on, I think due for a storm, hurricane Mobb
Rain on your and you can thank God
Or you can P, for simply not squeezin'
Really it called for, and you don't want it

To call for it, don't my gun, it go off
Inside of your head oops, niggaz be
Then we drooped in the Coupes real on the gas
Out there the concord
I you how to get murdered
And the cops never on
I show you how to do songs, after than show
You how to do contracts and get yours

So if you goin' through it but you won't let it you down
Just throw up your hands, ma
We gon' party to the crack of let's get it on
the girls and me and my mans

So if you goin' through it but you won't let it hold you
Just throw up your hands, ma
We gon' party to the of dawn let's get it on
With the and me and my mans

We finished yet c'mon baby bring it back c'mon
You that thing in the stash box
Ready to pop in the spot you stunt
You we gon' lock ass
Inevitable, can't control slugs
Came from a place, that shape and mold them
Flood the block with but that gangsta shit
Y'all dead on that, now take ya miss,

It's plain to see, you could never snake me
I never let the grass grow my Nikes
Summertime in our wife beats, boiled this outside
With thermo underneath tees
I stalely keep a on me, and let people
Try and contest Deep, uh, yeah, yeah, c'mon

So if you goin' it but you won't let it hold you down
Just up your hands, c'mon ma
We gon' party to the crack of dawn get it on
With the and me and my mans

M O B Baby
Just throw up hands
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