Luyện nghe bài hát Arenas

[Chris Brown -
If anybody feelin' fresh in the
Take your hand; it high to the ceilin' right now
And say damn I'm killin' em, I'm killin' em
I know they me
And if your too fresh in the
Take hand; hold it high to the ceilin' right now
And say damn I'm killin' em, damn I'm em
I know feelin' me now
[B.o.B]
And I'm still here a lifestyle you would kill fo'
Still with the same shoes that I had on from the get go
Straight out of Atlanta, for any of ya'll that didn't know
And I'm never that to find because 420 is my ZIP code
But back then couldn't get dro, cuz back I was this broke
why I got so many hustles
Broke man from the fifth
What would you do in the middle of the
When the sun goes down and it cold?
Growin' up in a house no stove
No doors, no walls, no
And my brother was always
I go to school in his clothes, when I did go
So that's why now this the of life that I live for
Comin' up as a youngin', man some nights I would
I would throw up on myself I was so sick to my stomach
Now I'm the shit, fix the
Feel with my y'all, I'm close
Spent my whole chasin' 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 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 know they me now
And if you too fresh in the
Take your hand, hold it 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 fresh off my
Flow airtight with no
Get pop when my shit drop
No hip-hop, Tip hop
I'm standin' at the tip top
Where I belong, it won't be
you hear me on a B.o.B song
Some chick 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 money, dawg
Got killers off with it all
I got the juice, could you a call
And we place a to who place a call
get your part and not too hard
I what you say
Back up the trunk and pass the
Here's where I'm 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 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 them
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 killing
I know feeling me now
[B.o.B]
And I'm still here a black whip from the strange clouds
And I'm still here with the same team, nigga down
here for the east side
Ain't a thing but the bank account
high when I come 'round
Cause I'm killin this nigga, hands down
And I go hard, my like a postcard
Give a fuck if I'm solo, I'll go toe-to-toe with whole squad
With the of a soldier
But still I don't want no parts
And no niggas with no
You cocksuckers need throw
I'm off for the most part
A young dog an old bark
Flow dumb, but I'm so
I compose art, call me
My like a soap opera
two chicks like it's Noah's ark
They got nice dresses with no bras with good bodies "Oh God!"
From a poor child to on top a mohawk
But I new I'd go far
Like a gas with no park
So no applause, hold the
put your hand up if you know the song
[Chris Brown -
If anybody feeling fresh in the
Take 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
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