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

Kanye and we M O B B, yo, yeah
It's that calm before the storm, you know
drop that, yeah, uh-huh
Just throw your hands in the air, yo

I'm there for you, here with you, clear it's crystal
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, they say we in a fuckin' zoo
We crashed all sorts of clubs forcin' the love
above them cowards and them so called thugs
When we come respect is there, 'coz we demand it
the Mobb is in the building, we officially landed

Keep eyes on the man with the hammers, they can't stand us
Try to raid us the faggots snitchin' and got the
Cock the cannons but shorty keep dancin'
'Coz it be a chance that 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
This cat finnin' to get it so kiss ya cross

So if you goin' through it but you won't let it hold you
throw up your 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 few things I die for
my family, this money, sonny I hit the sky for
We take time off, we take rhymes off
Come with somethin' better that, to blow your mind more
Gettin our shine on, I think due for a storm, hurricane Mobb
Rain on your parade and you can God
Or you can thank P, for not squeezin'
Really it wasnt called for, and you don't it

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

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

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

It's plain to see, that you could never me
I never let the grow past my Nikes
in our wife beats, boiled this brick outside
With shirts underneath tees
I stalely a mack on me, and let people
Try and Mobb Deep, uh, yeah, yeah, c'mon

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

M O B Baby
Just throw up hands
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it out my nigga