Luyện nghe bài hát Hold On

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

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

We want that deluxe apartment in the sky a clear view
Instead we get the D's in the 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, then it Barrel Bonds
But, if I don't do this shit myself, bet I'll get it
Shit on my nigga, you on me, we of one
Used to do graffiti, now look we
Don't make me write my across your face with a razor
Re-Up, no joke, say theyis sample the bomb
This shit can take a two and we cut bitch with a one
Watch the stand in line for the potency
No lactose involved, pure coco
You can sniff that or cook to my belief
That money in like we run the streets

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

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

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