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

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

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

Keep your eyes on the man with the hammers, they can't us
Try to us the faggots snitchin' and got the cameras
Cock the cannons but shorty just keep
'Coz it be a chance that it won't pop off
If it do stay to the wall, we gettin' it on
You about to witness fellas who in brawl
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 you down
Just throw up hands, c'mon ma
We gon' party to the crack of let's get it on
With the girls and me and my

only few things I die for
Infamous my family, money, sonny I hit the sky for
We don't take off, we take rhymes off
Come with somethin' better than that, to blow your mind
Gettin our on, I think this due for a storm, hurricane Mobb
Rain on parade 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, play my gun, it go off
Inside of your head oops, niggaz be
Then we drooped in the real heavy on the gas
Out like the concord
I you how to get murdered
And the cops never on
I show you how to do songs, then after than
You how to do them and get yours

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 of dawn let's get it on
With the girls and me and my

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

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

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

So if you goin' through it but you won't let it you down
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

Yeah M O B
Just throw up hands
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Flip it out my