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 they feelin' me
And if your too in the building
your hand; hold it high to the ceilin' right now
And say I'm killin' em, damn I'm killin' em
I know feelin' me now
[B.o.B]
And I'm here with a lifestyle you would kill fo'
Still here with the same shoes I had on from the get go
Straight out of Atlanta, Georgia; for any of ya'll that didn't
And I'm never that to find because 420 is my ZIP code
But back then couldn't get dro, cuz back then I was broke
That's why I got so hustles
Broke man from the floor
What would you do in the middle of the
When the sun down and it gets cold?
up in a house with no stove
No doors, no walls, no
And my brother was fresher
I would go to in his clothes, when I did go
So that's why now the type of life that I live for
Comin' up as a youngin', man some nights I would
I would throw up on cause I was so sick to my stomach
Now I'm the shit, fix the
with my y'all, I'm this close
Spent my whole life chasin' chips, Nabisco?
My memories, I miss those
Hey, all I can say is you get you wish for
[Chris - Chorus]
If anybody feeling in the building
Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling now
And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them
I know they me now
And if you too fresh in the
Take hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm them
I they feeling me now
[T.I]
go, hey
I'm off my pit-stop
airtight with no Ziploc
Get shit pop when my shit
No hip-hop, Tip hop
I'm standin' at the tip top
Where I belong, it won't be
'Til you hear me on a B.o.B
Some gettin' my skeet on
To the sole 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 and I'm off the radar
Bernie Madoff money,
Got killers paid off it all
I got the juice, you place a call
And we place a call to who a call
Don't get your part and not too
I disregard you say
Back up the trunk and the buck
Here's where I'm today
Got all on me, homie
Can't wipe it we too ill, ill
That's how we got arenas, domes, and filled
How you
Brown - Chorus]
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 hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them
I know feeling me now
[B.o.B]
And I'm still here with a black whip the strange clouds
And I'm still with the same team, nigga stay down
Still here for the side
Ain't a thing change but the bank
Hands high I come 'round
Cause I'm killin this shit nigga, down
And I go hard, my like a postcard
Give a fuck if I'm solo, I'll go with your whole squad
With the of a soldier
But still I don't want no parts
And no niggas no hearts
You cocksuckers need throw
I'm throwed off for the most
A dog with an old bark
dumb, but I'm so smart
I compose art, call me
My nightlife's like a soap
With two chicks like Noah's ark
got nice dresses with no bras with good bodies like "Oh God!"
From a poor to on top like a mohawk
But I new I'd go far
Like a gas truck with no
So no applause, hold the
Just put your up if you know the song
[Chris - Chorus/Outro]
If anybody feeling fresh in the
your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm killing
I they feeling me now
And if you too fresh in the
your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them
I they feeling me now