Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

Let go,

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

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

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

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

Hold up, up
a minute
Hold up, up

We hustle till
Party sunlight
Guns in the
make this a gun fight

Fuck other niggas
I fuck them bitches
shit
Trigga itches

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

Fuck them other
I fuck niggas bitches
shit
Trigga itches

Hold up, up
a minute
Hold up, up

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

Real nigga talk conversation
I'm a real nigga, don't fuck wit'
Young Money, nigga, no limitations
I don't games, niggas simulation

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

Uh, married to the money, you're to the reception
And she came with problems, fuck it, my step sons
Sleepin' in the Maybach, wake me the jet come
And I keep the toast, yo' ass to bread crumbs

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

Real nigga university,
Just check my watch and that say sometimes
She say when I'm in her, it feel like I'm soul
And they say money talks, well, it's my 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 motherfuckin'

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

We hustle nightfall
Party sunlight
Guns in the
Don't make this a gun

them other niggas
I fuck them bitches
Benadryl
Trigga finger

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

Fuck other niggas
I fuck them bitches
shit
Trigga itches

Hold up, up
a minute
Hold up, up