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 Marley G, bro
Flying Hollygrove chicks to my shows
And I wanna tell you that you prolly should know
This that Slumdog Millionaire flow
And uh, my real never hearin' from me
Fake friends write the wrong 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 walk the same path, but got on different
in the same building, but we got different views
I got a cars I never get to use
Don't like my women single, I my chicks in twos
And days all the girls is down to roll
I hit the strip club and all them bitches find a
Plus I been sippin', so this shit is kinda slow
Just tell my girl to tell her friend it's time to go

Now tell me how you it
You know you at the top when only heaven's right it
We on, it's Young Money,
If you ain't runnin' wit' it, run from it, motherfucker, all
Now show some 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 back, because I shoot first

Meet me on the fresh
Yes, I'm in the building, you just on the list of names
And all of my riders do not a fuck, X-Games
Guns you boys into pussies, sex change
And I smoke 'til I got chest
And you know I rep my gang like Jesse James
Women are possessive, and wanna possess Wayne
I been fly so I fell asleep on the fuckin' plane
pants and some Vans
Call me Triple-A, get my advance in advance,
As the world and dance in my hands
Life is a beach, I'm just playin' in the
Uh, wake up and the pussy
You niggas see me, but never overlook me
I'm on the trail, it ain't no tellin' where it took me
Yeah, and I a killa, but don't push me

N, now me how you love it
You know you at the top when only right above it
We on, Young Money, motherfucker
If you ain't wit' it, run from it, motherfucker, all right
Now somebody show some money in bitch
And I got my bees me like 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 bitch look better red
Limpin' off
I made more off my second leg
Ma'fuckin' Birdman Junior, eleventh
Ball on start
I could hand it to or do a quarterback draw
Wildcat offense, check the paw
We in the building, you in apartments
No-now, c'mon, be my donor
Flo' so nice, you gotta put a rug on her
Do it big, and let the small fall that
Damn, you stumbled at?
From where they make at
Kane got the beat jumpin' like a jumping jack
But you know me, I get on this and have a heart attack
Hip-hop, I'm the heart of that, nigga, nothin' short of
President Carter, Young democrat

Now me how you love it
You know you at the top when only heaven's 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 B's with me some honey in this bitch, ya dig? (Soo woo!)
I got my gun in my boo
And I bust back, because I shoot first

(We on, young young baby)