Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On

I sold more dope than I sold
You niggas sold records, sold dope
So I ain't hearing of that street shit
in my mind, you mothafuckas sold soap
Got rich selling hope to the
But I'm a thinker, methodic in my
I motivate to put my niggas motors
No woman, no child, no witness, no
Like Scarface but it's God's in that mirror
We was in his image, dialing and it's much clearer
Scoring from the but I wanted mine purer
Aryan, blonde hair, blue-eyed like the
The judge and the jury, the jewellery mad
Water colors on my neck, fuck when you blinding niggas
We the same color clarity of diamond, nigga
Nah, I ain't got nothing in common with
Pain in my heart, as black as my skin
They the scale for these crackers to win
No reading, no writing, us savage of men
They for jail but I mastered the pen
Descendant from kings, we at it
hand me the crown, I'm active again
Everything that it seems, hear my passion
Was never my dream, the win

I was pissing my shorts having rich thoughts
Wish I had a pistol before all the I done fought
Over I seen a nigga go get a Carrera
Two weeks I had to be that boy pallbearer
Young king me inside a glass casket
Windex wipe me down for the life
dealer living like a hoop star
Black marble, walls in my new spot
chains, big studs, a nigga too fly
Top down, tank top, I think I'm
So I'm the rebel, nigga get on my level
We were to be kings, only major league teams
Chasing my paper, couldn't fathom my
a school in Ethiopia, should enroll in myself
God body and mind, for the soul
you feeding on hate, you empty, my nigga, it shows
Follow the codes, ain't no love for these
If you and you fall I got you my nigga, hold on
If you or you wrong, if you riding come on
By the end of this song, can't be for long
I children get slaughtered, niggas' grandmothers assaulted
Throw a sign, dare you do something about it
Fuck copping them foams, you copping the home
Cop a kilo and have people on top of your home

the codes, ain't no love for these hoes
If you slipping you fall, I got you, my nigga, on
If you right or you wrong, if you riding on
By the end of this song, I got you, my nigga, on