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

Keep your eyes on the man the hammers, they can't stand us
Try to raid us the faggots snitchin' and got the
Cock the cannons but shorty keep dancin'
it might 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 Erik Da Bob 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
throw 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

There's few things 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 this due for a storm, hurricane Mobb
Rain on parade and you can thank God
Or you can thank P, for simply not
Really it wasnt called for, and you 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 show you how to get
And the cops never on
I show you how to do songs, then after show
You how to do them contracts and get

So if you through it but you won't let it hold you down
Just throw up 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 won't let it hold you
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

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

plain to see, that you could never snake me
I never let the grow past my Nikes
Summertime in our wife beats, boiled this outside
With thermo shirts tees
I stalely 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 hold you
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

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