Luyện nghe bài hát Right Above It

(Kane is in the nigga)

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

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

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

Meet me on the train
Yes, I'm in the building, you just on the list of 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 gang like James
Women are possessive, and they possess Wayne
I fly so long I fell asleep on the fuckin' plane
Skinny pants and Vans
me Triple-A, get my advance in advance, amen
As the world and dance in my hands
is a beach, I'm just playin' in the sand
Uh, wake up and the pussy
You niggas can't see me, but overlook me
I'm on the trail, it ain't no tellin' where it took me
Yeah, and I ain't a killa, but push me

N, 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 runnin' wit' it, run from it, motherfucker, all right
Now somebody show some money in bitch
And I got my bees with me some honey in this bitch, ya dig?
I got my gun in my boo
And I don't bust back, I shoot first

Uh, how do he say what's said?
black woman,
I bet that bitch look red
Limpin' off
'cause I made off my second leg
Ma'fuckin' Birdman Junior, eleventh
Ball on start
I could it to Drake or do a quarterback draw
Wildcat offense, check the paw
We in the building, you niggas in
No-now, c'mon, be my blood
Flo' so nice, you gotta put a rug on her
Do it big, and let the small fall under
Damn, where you at?
From they make gumbo at
Kane got the fuckin' beat jumpin' like a 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
Carter, Young Money democrat

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

(We on, young young baby)