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

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

I'm there for you, here with you, it's clear it's
I air before you only get stronger the things, you been
I don't you that's what it'll do
Run with a few multiple-scribed, they say we in a fuckin' zoo
We crashed all sorts of clubs forcin' the love
Often above them cowards and them so called
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 with the hammers, they can't us
Try to raid us the snitchin' and got the cameras
Cock the but shorty just keep dancin'
'Coz it might be a chance it won't pop off
If it do stay close to the wall, we it on
You about to witness fellas who gifted in
My homie Lyndon Erik Da Bob you off
This cat finnin' to get it so kiss ya cross

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

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

To call for it, play my gun, it go off
Inside of your head oops, be dead
we drooped in the Coupes real heavy on the gas
Out there like the
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 them and get yours

So if you goin' through it but you let it hold you down
Just throw up 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' 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 girls and me and my

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

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

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

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