Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On

I woke up morning, this is insane
Rich as a motherfucker and ain't much
Open my eyes, no suprise, I'm with a different
Different day, ass, different tits
Strap my pillow, I don't want the jit
I'm not supposed to do this shit, but I
The principles of life are supply and demand
Guess if you never sold dope it's hard to
My man got knowledge of self, at my God
out today's mathematics when that Mac go off
My temper volatile, grew up a child
Fuck a boy scout, I air ass out
Nigga, nice chain, game, try your luck
Shoot a couple head cracks, leave you up
I'm a fly nigga, my denim
Gold medal around my like I won the Olympics

We came from nothing, now they saying we
Nigga, hold up, on
on
These niggas, they every dime we make
Hold up, on
on

We want that deluxe apartment in the sky a clear view
Instead we get the D's in the rear
We learn to play the game how it's to be played
And so you know, you violate, you supposed to be
It's not a big to me, stay calm
I'll shoot the out of a nigga, then call it Barrel Bonds
But, if I don't do shit myself, bet I'll get it done
on my nigga, you shit on me, we of one
Used to do graffiti, now look we
Don't make me write my name across your face with a
Re-Up, no joke, say theyis sample the bomb
This shit can take a two and we cut this bitch a one
Watch the fiends stand in line for the
No lactose involved, pure coco
You can sniff that or cook to my belief
money coming in like we run the streets

We came nothing, now they saying we straight
Nigga, up, hold on
on
These niggas, they every dime we make
Hold up, on
on

This shit go how I said, go when time to expand
So say it's your dead body and that's the plan
You a gangster for real, you ready to
Nigga, you gonna die a bad case of too pride
Check my DNA, homie I'm a different
Hit the speed dial, that I'll get ya lined
We don't want block, just cop your work from us
Those niggas you call allies be trust
That Rollie all gold, I got the touch
it's hard as hell not to touch stuff
On the phone I 'Ye smacked the shit outta a kid
Now got life, go smack him again
When war, it will be war to the bitter end
If ever say we lose, I start it again
sneak the niggas spray that Semi at your momma crib
With a silencer we even hear that shit

We came from nothing, now they we straight
Nigga, up, hold on
on
These niggas, they watching every dime we
up, hold on
on