Luyện nghe bài hát Right Above It

(Kane is in the nigga)

Now tell me how you love it, you you at the top
only heaven's right above it, we on, 'cause we on

Who really tryna fuck with Hollywood Co.?
I'm with G, bro
Flying Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood
And I wanna tell you something you prolly should know
This Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow
And uh, my real friends never from me
Fake friends write the wrong on the mirror for me
That's why I and choose, I don't get shit confused
I got a small circle, I'm not with different
We walk the same path, but got on shoes
Live in the same building, but we got different
I got a cars I never get to use
Don't like my women single, I like my in twos
And these days all the is down to roll
I hit the strip club and all bitches find a pole
I been sippin', so this shit is movin' kinda slow
Just tell my to tell her friend that it's time to go

Now me how you love it
You you at the top when only heaven's right above it
We on, Young Money, motherfucker
If you ain't runnin' it, run from it, motherfucker, all right
Now somebody show money in this bitch
And I got my B's with me like some honey in this bitch, ya
I got my gun in my boo
And I don't bust back, because I first

Meet me on the train
Yes, I'm in the building, you just on the of guest names
And all of my do not give a fuck, X-Games
Guns turn you into pussies, sex change
And I smoke 'til I got pains
And you niggas know I rep my like Jesse James
are possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne
I been fly so long I fell asleep on the fuckin'
Skinny pants and some
Call me Triple-A, get my advance in advance,
As the world spin and dance in my
Life is a beach, I'm just in the sand
Uh, wake up and the pussy
You can't see me, but never overlook me
I'm on the paper trail, it ain't no tellin' where it me
Yeah, and I a killa, but don't push me

N, now tell me how you it
You know you at the top when only heaven's above it
We on, it's Money, motherfucker
If you ain't runnin' wit' it, run it, motherfucker, all right
Now somebody show some money in this
And I got my with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig?
I got my gun in my boo
And I don't bust back, because I shoot

Uh, how do he say what's never
Beautiful woman,
I bet that bitch look red
off tour
'cause I more off my second leg
Ma'fuckin' Birdman Junior, grade
Ball on start
I could hand it to or do a quarterback draw
Wildcat offense, the paw prints
We in the building, you niggas in
No-now, c'mon, be my blood
so nice, you ain't gotta put a rug on her
Do it big, and let the small under that
Damn, you stumbled at?
From where they gumbo at
Kane got the fuckin' beat like a jumping jack
But you know me, I get on this bitch and have a heart
Hip-hop, I'm the heart of that, nigga, nothin' of that
President Carter, Young democrat

Now tell me how you it
You know you at the top when heaven's right above it
We on, it's Young Money,
If you ain't wit' it, run from it, motherfucker, all right
Now somebody show some money in this
And I got my B's with me like some honey in this bitch, ya (Soo woo!)
I got my gun in my boo
And I don't bust back, I shoot first

(We on, young mula baby)