Name: Arena (feat. Chris Brown & T.I.)
Duration: 4 min 27 s
Description: Слушайте песню Arena (feat. Chris Brown & T.I.) - B.o.B, Chris Brown, T.I. онлайн с альбома Strange Clouds в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:27. Год выхода - 2012

Strange Clouds

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Ryan Tedder

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Lauriana Mae

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Chris Brown

T.I.

Arena (feat. Chris Brown & T.I.)

Hip-Hop

Take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now

And say damn I'm killing them, damn I'm killing them

Then take your hand, hold it high to the ceiling right now

And I'm still here with a lifestyle you would kill for

Still here with the same shoes that I had on from the get-go

Straight out of Atlanta, Georgia, for any of y'all that didn't know

And I'm never that hard to find because 420 is my zip code

My back then couldn't get dro, cause back then I was this broke

That's why I got so many hustles, Bruh man from the fifth floor

What would you do in the middle of the winter

Growin' up in a house with no stove, no doors, no walls, no windows

I would go to school in his clothes, when I did go

So that's why now this the type of life that I live for

Comin' up as a youngin', man some nights I would vomit

I would throw up on myself cause I was so sick to my stomach

Spent my whole life chasin' chips, where's Nabisco?

Hey, all I can say is you get what you wish for

I'm fresh off my pit-stop, flow airtight with no Ziploc

Get shit pop when my shit drop, no hip-hop, this Tip hop

I'm back standin' at the tip top where I belong, it won't be long

'Til you hear me on a B.o.B song, some chick gettin' my skeet on

To touch the sole of my feet, G you gon' have to get your reach on

I'm up all the way high, all the way fly on the ground and I'm off the radar

Bernie Madoff money, dawg got killers paid off with it all

I got the juice, could you place a call and we place a call to who place a call

Don't get your part and not too hard, I disregard what you say

Back up the trunk and pass the buck, here's where I'm stoppin' today

Got swag all on me, homie, can't wipe it away we too ill, ill

That's how we got arenas, domes, and stadiums filled

And I'm still here with a black whip from the strange clouds

And I'm still here with the same team, nigga stay down

Still here for the east side, ain't a thing change but the bank account

Hands high when I come 'round cause I'm killin this shit nigga, hands down

And I go hard, my passport's like a postcard

Give a fuck if I'm solo, I'll go toe-to-toe with your whole squad

With the soul of a soldier but even still I don't want no parts

And no niggas with no hearts, you cocksuckers need throat guards

I'm throwed off for the most part, a young dog with an old bark

Flow dumb, but I'm so smart, I compose art, call me Mozart

My nightlife's like a soap opera with two chicks like it's Noah's ark

They got nice dresses with no bras with good bodies like "Oh God!"

From a poor child to on top like a mohawk

But I always knew I'd go far like a gas truck with no park

Just put your hand up if you know the song

Слушайте песню Arena (feat. Chris Brown & T.I.) - B.o.B, Chris Brown, T.I. онлайн с альбома Strange Clouds в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:27. Год выхода - 2012

Arena (feat. Chris Brown & T.I.)

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