Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On

I up this morning, this is insane
Rich as a motherfucker and much changed
Open my eyes, no suprise, I'm a different bitch
day, different ass, different tits
Strap my pillow, I don't want the jit
I'm not supposed to do this shit, but I
The principles of life are supply and demand
Guess if you never sold it's hard to understand
My man got of self, at my back God
Find out today's mathematics when Mac go off
My temper volatile, grew up a child
a boy scout, I air your ass out
Nigga, nice chain, dice game, try your
a couple head cracks, leave while you up
I'm a fly nigga, my denim
Gold medal around my neck like I won the

We came nothing, now they saying we straight
Nigga, hold up, on
on
These niggas, they watching every we make
Hold up, on
on

We want that deluxe apartment in the sky with a clear
we get the D's in the rear view
We learn to play the game how it's supposed to be
And so you know, you violate, you to be sprayed
not a big deal to me, stay calm
I'll shoot the shit out of a nigga, call it Barrel Bonds
But, if I don't do this shit myself, bet get it done
on my nigga, you shit on me, we of one
Used to do graffiti, now look we
Don't make me write my name your face with a razor
Re-Up, no joke, they say theyis sample the
This shit can take a two and we cut this bitch a one
the fiends stand in line for the potency
No lactose involved, pure leaf
You can sniff or cook that to my belief
money coming in like we run the streets

We came nothing, now they saying we straight
Nigga, hold up, on
on
These niggas, watching every dime we make
Hold up, on
on

This go how I said, go when it's time to expand
So say it's over dead body and that's the plan
You a gangster for real, you to ride?
Nigga, you gonna die a bad case of too much
my DNA, homie I'm a different kind
Hit the speed dial, that I'll get ya lined
We don't want your block, cop your work from us
Those niggas you call allies can't be
That Rollie all gold, I got the Midas
it's hard as hell not to touch stuff
On the phone I heard 'Ye smacked the shit a kid
Now Jimmy got life, go smack him
it's war, it will be war to the bitter end
If they ever say we lose, I it again
Let's the niggas spray that Semi at your momma crib
With a silencer we couldn't hear that shit

We came nothing, now they saying we straight
Nigga, hold up, on
on
These niggas, they watching every we make
Hold up, on
on