Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

[Intro - - talking]
up, hold up
If you got for a dollar in your pocket right now
Then it's time to the club
If you've sippin out the same cup since you got here and now you swallowin ice (woo)
Then it's to exit the club
If you made one toss and all the you had disappeared, then please step to the rear
it's time to step your game up

ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, mayne

- Chamillionaire]
Got a grand hold it up (up)
your left hand and say man hold up (man hold up)
Boys in the blowin up (up)
With the fat in the club, that's us (man that's us)
My got the club sewed up
Stacks so fat, that can't fold up (can't fold up)
The in the club know us (us)
Because we act bad everytime we up (sho nuff)

- Chamillionaire]
Yeah, you know it's on
I got 'em for my tip when I'm in "Harlem Nights" ($5 Tuesdays nigga)
Uh, yeah and I got on all ice (woo)
I just came from the Jeweler, better guard your sight (just paid Johnny partner)
Uh, yeah, in "Gentlemen's"
These boys is holdin ones, we holdin Benjamins (that's real talk)
Uh, yeah, go and send 'em in
Cause we so rich, them sick, but ain't no medicine (them haters sick)
Uh, yeah, harassin us
Who's vehicle is this? Is that you've asked enough (for real)
Uh, yeah, groupies for passin
We kick 'em out that door, they come right back to us (come right back to us, already)
Uh, yeah, the plaques was up
but I saw and that was old, so I got platinum plus (revenge)
Uh, yeah, it if you bad enough
But if you not get up outta or back it up (back, back it up)
Uh, Pimp C OG's, so I'm a ballin by that bar in here, he told me (that Sweet Jones)
Uh, yeah, my nigga on me
I got dough you can "Get Throwed" like the homie Bun B (throwed, throwed)
Uh, yeah, they be like me, I'm in that lot, I'm hoppin outta candy ESV's
Uh, yeah (yeah), she tried to on me
that's when I spot my trunk and "Swang" it T-R-A-E (swang and I swang and I swang to the left)
Uh, yeah, don't act like forgot
I've been makin Houston hits legit as Rap-A-Lot (what up International Red)
Uh, yeah, let off the gas and
if you still spinnin like them mix DJ's, add the box (what up home of the Boys)
Uh, yeah, we watchin Magnavox, the car is big enough, boys in the back can watch (already)
Uh, yeah, they want my cash to stop, but it won't (it won't stop)
cause I stay grindin my casket drop (now run it back)
Uh, yeah, they want my to stop, but it won't stop (ch-cheah)
I stay grindin 'til my casket drop (Chamillitary mayne)
They told me that talk is cheap, but broke hoes be sure
Used to be moonwalkin, now those be walkin
Broke hoes for callin, fo fos and fos crawlin
Don't play with my paper get a nose and oh darling
Sure starvin, hungry for fetti like fettuccine
Got a problem, see me, cause I'ma solve it, believe me
Better be at magic and bottle the baddest genie
Had to holla at Jay, cause the just look better blingy
be me, I'm just too real to be duplicated
If you know me, yeah you never met me, then you should hate it
You can have an opinion, but I ain't one to it
If you ridin spinners, stop it, that is overrated
Even if you on dubs, if you on hubs
Them sixes is stationary, but that you will love
Shout out to the blue and cuz, shout out to my B and
We ain't be gangsta, for real, we just doin us
Yeah we gettin that paper, if you say we're not
obvious you residin somewhere up under a rock
Got 'em staring outside, they love how the pop
Like Block E-N-T is me, they be all on my Joc
Reppin them hard blocks, where them they all ready
lady all hung up on you, now she callin your boy's celly
And that's because y'all petty, my paper's for sure
Don't play cause boy deadly with hands like that boy Freddie