Luyện nghe bài hát Put Your Hands Up

{We about to set motherfucker off in here tonight!}
{It be da, da, da-da-da, da}
{This that real shit dawg, shit dawg c'mon, c'mon, come}
{What you Mr. Smith
{Nigga, what you say?} I my name is Mr. Smith
{Yo, I want you to the business}
{You know what I y'all to do?} Do your thing, do your thing, uhh

{I said put your hands in the motherfuckin air -
{Put your hands in the air}
{I know you hoes} Yes {I know you got cars} Yes
{I know you spit bars} Yes {I you like stars}
put your hands in the motherfuckin air - you hear me?}
{Put your hands in the air - LADIES}
{I know your done} Yes {I know your hair done} Yes
{I know your toes done} Yes {I know you look good -
{But put hands in the motherfuckin air - right}
{Put your in the motherfuckin air - c'mon, c'mon}
{BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh
{BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh

Papi way too pimply to this fast life simply
Please at them twin armored Bentleys, I love envy
Evidently, the pesos 'em resent me
Cause I on 'em, pull they broad gently, leave the bar empty
I pimp Benzoes, you smell air freshener
Leather and indo, I cruise slow spit lingo
You might with more stars than Ringo
On the beach in Santo Domingo lightin trees singles
But I'm a I make your guts tingle
your doorknockers jingle, stack chips like Pringles
Ball like the Bengals, spread love like Kringle
Get paid off the single, let them co-mingle
Baby, baby, deep dish is chrome,
interior you feel inferior, it's crazy
It's over baby your vision's they plantin daisies
You tried to play me but couldn't me that's why they pay me

{I said put your in the motherfuckin air - where?}
{Put your hands in the motherfuckin
{I know you like hoes} Yes {I you got cars} Yes
{I know you spit bars} Yes {I know you like
{But put hands in the motherfuckin air - you hear me?}
{Put your in the motherfuckin air - LADIES}
{I know your done} Yes {I know your hair done} Yes
{I know your toes Yes {I know you look good - bitch}
{But put your in the motherfuckin air - right}
{Put your hands in the motherfuckin air - c'mon,
{BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh
{BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh

Since I dropped "I'm Bad" I've been in Jags with nickle
Hoes I had give better blows than Felix
One I had her Benz in from Baghdad
With tags, chrome mags and Prada bags
I refused to stab, now she in the rehab
Wishin while reminiscin about all the we had
You knew all the positions to keep me on a
Put the Playstation 2 in Limited Expedition
You're the I kept dipped, slept wit, crept wit
Once you got needy and sweetie I flipped like a brick
Sharin my oochie spendin my
Like I'm up in the Bricks politickin for new
On the FreakNik tip, your phattie on the 6
I ain't faded by hips
I split, just like from Tha LiksX
I got major to break
Recipes for cake, keys to V's and estates, I'm

{I put your hands in the motherfuckin air - where?}
{Put your hands in the air}
{I know you like hoes} Yes {I you got cars} Yes
{I know you spit Yes {I know you like stars}
{But put hands in the motherfuckin air - you hear me?}
{Put your in the motherfuckin air - LADIES}
{I know your nails done} Yes {I know hair done} Yes
{I know your toes done} Yes {I know you look - bitch}
{But put hands in the motherfuckin air - right}
{Put your in the motherfuckin air - c'mon, c'mon}
{BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh
{BITCH!} Uhh {BITCH!} Uhh uhh

Ride aww yeah, that's
E Mr. New Knicks, B. Daltry
Violators, "Rock the Bells"
T Rhone, get money, Markee, we this
{Violator, 2, 2, we out - freeze!}