Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

Let go,

Bitch, I'm me, gangsta
F baby, born in a manger
Trouble is my friend, I ain't far in the
Clip full of wings, you boys into angels

Shoot ya in halo, shoot you like halo
New A-hole, Flee-o, Fuego
All my bread like bagels, they know
I'm raw Qualo, ball like gay hoes

Weed so strong, it's like I twist
Spit like 9s, 4 5th's, and 3 8
Niggas problems, well, I am problematic
It's back to pickin' cotton 'cause you niggas candy

I'ma east side damu, deep water
Shoot you from your head to shoulders, shampoo
Kush and the bamboo, pussy in the
Pass that down like an heirloom, tunechi

Hold up, up
a minute
Hold up, up

We hustle nightfall
Party till
in the boxes
Don't this a gun fight

them other niggas
I fuck them niggas
Benadryl
Trigga finger

And we hustle till
Party sunlight
Guns in the
Don't this a gun fight

Fuck other niggas
I fuck niggas bitches
shit
Trigga itches

Hold up, up
Wait a
Hold up, up

Bitch, I'm streets, I rep east
the beef, I'll put the beef in da grease
Kush in the sweets, your in the sheets
I that bitch, mission complete

Real nigga talk conversation
I'm a real nigga, fuck wit' imitations
Young Money, nigga, ain't no
I play games, niggas simulation

one of y'all niggas say ya 'bout it?
It's a fucked up world, T-Streets ya out it
That's to the glock, glock in my sock
Who's left shields better stop at the dot
up

Uh, married to the money, you're welcome to the
And she with problems, fuck it, that's my step sons
Sleepin' in the Maybach, wake me when the jet
And I keep the toast, turn yo' ass to crumbs

Uh, based on a story
I got a million flows, they ain't even 2
Sleepin' on the edge, I hope I don't toss and
Shoot the early bird and that's how I get the worm, yeah

Real university, alumni
check my watch and that bitch say sometimes
She say when I'm in her, it feel like I'm soul
And they say talks, well, it's my spokes person

Uh, grab a star from the sun
I her in her dreams and make her come true
Yeah, Young Money in the
Send my B's at you like a flower

Hold up, up, hold up
a minute
Hold up, up

We till nightfall
Party sunlight
in the boxes
Don't make this a gun

Fuck other niggas
I them niggas bitches
shit
Trigga itches

And we hustle nightfall
Party sunlight
in the boxes
Don't this a gun fight

Fuck them other
I fuck niggas bitches
Benadryl
finger itches

Hold up, up
a minute
Hold up, up