Luyện nghe bài hát Put It In The Air

Who's hot, who's not, I been the thing
On the west, ever since the death of
Kept my crack in capsules with blue tops
And it's still nothin' for me to get you

You see him? Yup, the same ol'
Sky baller and ain't changed but my limp
born player, mine not a lame or a skimp
The world is mine, you see my name on a

Stay Gabbana'd down, play the Bahamas now
Youse a donkey, I'ma clown
I keep thick bread, in the pockets of my
While I'm drivin' I get head in the of my 'Vette

And my is sharp as a mosquito's needle
As far as the charts, young S The Beatles
Purple haze smoke in the urr, in the wind
The rims right there when I stop they go and they spin

I can teach you how to stunt boy, and pop trunk boy
Them city slickers ain't never punks boy
So fix your ice grill, and mean mug
Unless you wanna feel a few M-16

Nigga you got a then put it in the air
Nigga you got a gun put it in the air
Nigga you from a gang put in in the air
Play Killa Cali if you want, muh'fuckers

you got a blunt then put it in the air
Nigga you got a gun put it in the air
you from a gang then put in in the air
Play with Cali if you want, muh'fuckers

I ain't got no time for ones, so don't think for a second
I won't pull this 45 and put your stomach your neck is
If I tell you kiss the sky respect it
Or get yo' ass hog tied, butt ass

I'm doin' for easy, like it or not
I wouldn't even be rappin' if Wright wouldn't a dropped
I love this shit, I and I'm good
I ain't on corner but I'm still in the hood

I'm poised to go platinum, that's the magazines sayin'
'The Source', I got my own magazines man
I her Shirley, she got a 32 round clip
And she love hangin' out wit'chu

I'm like them Philly nigs come through "Early"
Through your front door without knockin' like Mr.
It's just me, you and the "Three's Company"
You the crown, you be U.G.K. like Bun B

Nigga you got a then put it in the air
Nigga you got a gun put it in the air
Nigga you a gang then put in in the air
Play Killa Cali if you want, muh'fuckers

I rock jewels, cop tools, I will not
A million a minute is how my block moves
I stay in the fast lane, never fakin', chasin'
I'm in the game for the cash

And play this in they Benz's, Jeeps and G.O.'s
say I'm arrogant and got a big ego
But still love to swallow me up
And every hotel suite, they wanna me up

But I ain't put my dick in for free, nah ma
You the kid then you gotta pay this pimpin' a fee
And no champagne left, so let's toast 'gnac
Sky baller and Game 'bout to bring the coast back

I'm on that get dough
Frank War [unverified] pimpin' that ho shit
In Cali that 'dro shit
I still push fish scale, and china
A lil' nigga with a big gun and I tryin' to fight

you got a blunt then put it in the air
Nigga you got a gun put it in the air
you from a gang then put in in the air
Play with Cali if you want, muh'fuckers