Luyện nghe bài hát Hands In The Air

Niggas watchin me (funky!)
But I want em to on watchin me
I'ma keep give em to see (smokin!)

I always like
watchin me, watchin me
Could it be the way I'm tight?
Niggas didn't use to feel me jockin me, jockin me
The, whole world got too much for me
To not get no dough, dough, no hoe
harder than the one from So-So
I never go broke
I keep with the vocals that make most know
Why the I boast, boast and brag
Why should I look sad that I got some now?
In fact, I how
Watch when I back the out
Can niggas just out
The way they do when I show you Brat
With a bit of boobs out
And her big ass out
Get the out
Some of you bitches out
When the sexiness out
Like orgasms, I'm the at this
Throwin when I move into makin shit
If you thinkin of one of my favorites
You gotta pay a
Cause I be rich
I quittin, quittin
Wave a 4 45, spittin,

Throw yo hands in the air you dont care
This fo niggas and bitches
Forever you playas flash on em, get cash on em
And em say, say
Hands in the air, side to side
Forever im high,
we ride, ride
I'm too tired
To get paper, baby

If wanna see me, see me
Im give y'all somethin to look at
Make a neck turn turn for Brat
burn these hoes 'cause I'm back and my pants still sag
It's automatic, wanna jump on my wagon, wagon
I ain't lackin lackin on
Open ya when my body when I try on clothes that fit fit
I'm and particulate on who I let hit hit
And get up in the middle of the center of my roll
Roll me something to smoke and burn slow slow
Don't it a secret, tell all ya folks
See you when I shine, I glow,
From the C-H-I-C-A-GO,
And I trust no, that make a mistake for me
ready to blaze and to leave with you
Some of the run
I can't my trigger finger when it pump pump
Stay out the way when I come
It's guaranteed to bump the trunk, uh
And put a in ya back
If niggas is askin who's thumpin, Brat Brat

Throw yo hands in the air you dont care
This fo niggas and bitches
Forever you playas flash on em, get cash on em
And em say, say
Hands in the air, from side to
im high, high
Together we ride,
I'm never too
To get that paper,

I keep my bad braids back when puttin the dick on the
You can turn it down playa, we don't listen to
The bass dont thump, the don't clap
beat ain't tight nigga, that shit ain't fat
Everytime I touch the mic, record ya slap
I be ya back to the rhythm of rap
Test it loud for the low kickin', and fast
Niggas say, "I love fuckin shit ya did wit Da Brat!"
bad with the pad, with the pen, with the paper
Still smoke a nigga under the
Put the lines in the words and the and the phrases
of puttin out sumthin thats blazin
Get ya hand out my pocket, get ya foot out ya
And ya out ya ass
And ya nose out my buisness
And I mean it, goddammit, I'm fiddinta get MAD
I put em in the bag
Twist, tie, put em out and Wednesday
I kick em in they ass
Take money em everytime I bet against 'em
I it ain't fair
But I swim with alligators and I with bears
ya hands in the air
As high as you can, and leave them bitches