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
C'mon that, yeah, uh-huh
Just throw your in the air, yeah yo

I'm there for you, here with you, it's clear crystal
I air before you only get stronger the things, you been
I kill you that's what it'll do
Run with a few multiple-scribed, say we belong in a fuckin' zoo
We done crashed all sorts of forcin' the love
Often above 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 your eyes on the man with the hammers, they can't us
Try to raid us the faggots snitchin' and got the
Cock the cannons but just keep dancin'
'Coz it might be a that it won't pop off
If it do close to the wall, we gettin' it on
You about to witness fellas who in brawl
My Lyndon Erik Da Bob pissin' you off
This southern cat finnin' to get it so ya cross

So if you goin' through it but you let it hold you down
Just throw up your hands, ma
We gon' to the crack of dawn let's get it on
With the girls and me and my

There's only few I die for
Infamous my family, this money, 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 your and you can thank God
Or you can thank P, for 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, be dead
Then we drooped in the Coupes heavy on the gas
Out there like the
I you how to get murdered
And the never catch on
I show you how to do songs, then after than
You how to do them and get yours

So if you goin' through it but you won't let it you down
Just up your hands, c'mon ma
We party 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 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

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

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

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
With the girls and me and my

Yeah M O B
throw up your hands
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it out my nigga