Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

Let go,

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

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

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

I'ma east damu, deep water shamoo
you from your head to your shoulders, shampoo
Kush and the bamboo, in the bedroom
Pass bitch down like an heirloom, tunechi

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Wait a
Hold up, up

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

Fuck them niggas
I fuck them bitches
shit
Trigga itches

And we till nightfall
Party sunlight
Guns in the
Don't make a gun fight

Fuck them niggas
I fuck niggas bitches
shit
Trigga finger

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

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

Which one of y'all say ya 'bout it?
It's a fucked up world, take ya out it
That's word to the glock, glock in my
Who's left playin' better stop at the dot
up

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

Uh, based on a true
I got a flows, they ain't even 2 storey's
Sleepin' on the edge, I hope I toss and turn
down the early bird and that's how I get the worm, yeah

Real nigga university,
Just check my and that bitch say sometimes
She say I'm in her, it feel like I'm soul searchin'
And say money talks, well, it's my spokes person

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

Hold up, up, hold up
Wait a
Hold up, up

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

Fuck them other
I fuck them niggas
Benadryl
Trigga itches

And we till nightfall
till sunlight
Guns in the
Don't make a gun fight

Fuck other niggas
I fuck them niggas
shit
Trigga finger

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Wait a
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