Luyện nghe bài hát Arenas

[Chris - Chorus]
If anybody feelin' fresh in the
Take your hand; it high to the ceilin' right now
And say I'm killin' em, damn I'm killin' em
I know feelin' me
And if too fresh in the building
your hand; hold it high to the ceilin' right now
And say damn I'm em, damn I'm killin' em
I know they me now
[B.o.B]
And I'm still here with a lifestyle you kill fo'
Still with the same shoes that I had on from the get go
Straight out of Atlanta, Georgia; for any of ya'll that didn't
And I'm that hard to find because 420 is my ZIP code
But back then couldn't get dro, cuz back then I was broke
why I got so many hustles
Broke man from the fifth
What you do in the middle of the winter
When the sun goes down and it gets
Growin' up in a house no stove
No doors, no walls, no
And my brother was always
I would go to school in his clothes, I did go
So why now this the type of life that I live for
Comin' up as a youngin', man some nights I vomit
I would throw up on myself cause I was so sick to my
Now I'm the shit, fix the
Feel with my y'all, I'm this
Spent my whole life chips, where's Nabisco?
My past memories, I miss
Hey, all I can say is you get you wish for
Brown - Chorus]
If anybody feeling fresh in the
Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm them
I know feeling me now
And if you too in the building
your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them
I know they me now
[T.I]
go, hey
I'm off my pit-stop
airtight with no Ziploc
Get shit pop when my drop
No hip-hop, Tip hop
I'm standin' at the tip top
I belong, it won't be long
'Til you hear me on a B.o.B
Some chick gettin' my on
To touch the of my feet, G
You're gon' have to get reach on
I'm up all the way high, all the way fly
On the ground and I'm off the
Bernie money, dawg
Got paid off with it all
I got the juice, you place a call
And we a call to who place a call
Don't get your and not too hard
I what you say
Back up the and pass the buck
Here's I'm stoppin' today
Got all on me, homie
wipe it away we too ill, ill
That's how we got arenas, domes, and filled
How you
[Chris - Chorus]
If feeling fresh in the building
Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm them
I they feeling me now
And if you too in the building
Take your hand, it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm them
I they feeling me now
[B.o.B]
And I'm still here with a black whip from the strange
And I'm still here with the same team, stay down
Still for the east side
Ain't a thing change but the account
high when I come 'round
Cause I'm killin this nigga, hands down
And I go hard, my passport's like a
Give a fuck if I'm solo, I'll go toe-to-toe with your squad
the soul of a soldier
But even still I don't want no
And no niggas with no
You cocksuckers need throw
I'm throwed off for the most
A young dog an old bark
Flow dumb, but I'm so
I compose art, call me
My like a soap opera
With two chicks like Noah's ark
They got nice dresses with no bras good bodies like "Oh God!"
a poor child to on top like a mohawk
But I new I'd go far
a gas truck with no park
So no applause, the applause
Just put your up if you know the song
[Chris - Chorus/Outro]
If feeling fresh in the building
your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm killing
I know feeling me now
And if you too in the building
Take your hand, it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm them
I they feeling me now