Luyện nghe bài hát Arenas

[Chris Brown -
If anybody feelin' fresh in the
Take hand; hold it high to the ceilin' right now
And say damn I'm em, damn I'm killin' em
I they feelin' me
And if your too fresh in the
your hand; hold it high to the ceilin' right now
And say damn I'm killin' em, I'm killin' em
I know feelin' me now
[B.o.B]
And I'm still here with a lifestyle you would fo'
here with the same shoes that I had on from the get go
Straight out of Atlanta, Georgia; for any of ya'll didn't know
And I'm never that hard to because 420 is my ZIP code
But back then couldn't get dro, cuz then I was this broke
That's why I got so many
Broke man from the floor
What you do in the middle of the winter
When the sun down and it gets cold?
up in a house with no stove
No doors, no walls, no
And my was always fresher
I would go to school in his clothes, I did go
So that's why now this the of life that I live for
Comin' up as a youngin', man nights I would vomit
I would throw up on myself cause I was so to my stomach
Now I'm the shit, fix the
Feel with my y'all, I'm this
Spent my whole life chasin' chips, where's
My memories, I miss those
Hey, all I can say is you get what you for
[Chris - Chorus]
If anybody fresh in the building
Take your hand, it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm them, damn, I'm killing them
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 know they me now
[T.I]
go, hey
I'm off my pit-stop
Flow airtight no Ziploc
Get shit pop when my drop
No hip-hop, Tip hop
I'm back at the tip top
I belong, it won't be long
'Til you hear me on a B.o.B
Some chick gettin' my on
To touch the of my feet, G
You're gon' to get your reach on
I'm up all the way high, all the way fly
On the ground and I'm off the
Bernie Madoff money,
Got paid off with it all
I got the juice, could you a call
And we a call to who place a call
Don't get part and not too hard
I disregard you say
Back up the and pass the buck
Here's where I'm stoppin'
Got all on me, homie
wipe it away we too ill, ill
That's how we got arenas, domes, and filled
How you
[Chris Brown -
If anybody feeling in the building
Take your hand, hold it to the ceiling right 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 your hand, it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm 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 for the east side
Ain't a change but the bank account
Hands when I come 'round
Cause I'm killin this shit nigga, hands
And I go hard, my like a postcard
Give a fuck if I'm solo, go toe-to-toe with your whole squad
With the of a soldier
But even still I don't want no
And no niggas no hearts
You cocksuckers need guards
I'm throwed off for the part
A dog with an old bark
Flow dumb, but I'm so
I compose art, me Mozart
My like a soap opera
With two chicks it's Noah's ark
They got 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 hand up if you the song
Brown - Chorus/Outro]
If anybody feeling in the building
your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right 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 your hand, hold it to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm killing
I they feeling me now