Luyện nghe bài hát Arenas

[Chris - Chorus]
If feelin' fresh in the buildin'
Take your hand; it high to the ceilin' right now
And say I'm killin' em, damn I'm killin' em
I know they me
And if your too fresh in the
Take your hand; it high to the ceilin' right now
And say I'm killin' em, damn I'm killin' em
I know feelin' me now
[B.o.B]
And I'm still with a lifestyle you would kill fo'
Still here with the same shoes I had on from the get go
Straight out of Atlanta, Georgia; for any of that didn't know
And I'm that hard to find because 420 is my ZIP code
But back then get dro, cuz back then I was this broke
That's why I got so many
Broke man from the fifth
What would you do in the of the winter
When the sun goes down and it cold?
Growin' up in a house with no
No doors, no walls, no
And my was always fresher
I would go to in his clothes, when I did go
So that's why now this the type of life I live for
Comin' up as a youngin', man some nights I would
I would throw up on cause 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 life chasin' chips, Nabisco?
My memories, I miss those
Hey, all I can say is you get what you for
[Chris Brown -
If anybody feeling 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
And if you too in the building
your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now
And say damn, I'm killing them, damn, I'm killing
I know feeling me now
[T.I]
go, hey
I'm fresh off my
Flow with no Ziploc
Get shit pop my shit drop
No hip-hop, Tip hop
I'm standin' at the tip top
I belong, it won't be long
'Til you me on a B.o.B song
chick gettin' my skeet 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 killers off with it all
I got the juice, could you place a
And we a call to who place a call
Don't get your part and not too
I what you say
Back up the and pass the buck
Here's where I'm stoppin'
Got swag all on me,
Can't it away we too ill, ill
That's how we got arenas, domes, and filled
How you
[Chris Brown -
If feeling fresh in the building
Take 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 in the building
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 from the clouds
And I'm still here with the same team, nigga down
Still for the east side
Ain't a change but the bank account
Hands when I come 'round
Cause I'm killin this nigga, hands down
And I go hard, my passport's like a
a fuck if I'm solo, I'll go toe-to-toe with your whole squad
With the soul of a
But even still I don't want no
And no niggas no hearts
You cocksuckers need throw
I'm off for the most part
A young dog with an old
dumb, but I'm so smart
I art, call me Mozart
My like a soap opera
With two chicks it's Noah's ark
They got nice dresses with no bras with good like "Oh God!"
From a child to on top like a mohawk
But I new I'd go far
a gas truck with no park
So no applause, the applause
Just put hand up if you know the song
[Chris - Chorus/Outro]
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 killing
I know feeling 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 know they me now