Luyện nghe bài hát Hold Up

[Intro - Chamillionaire -
Hold up, up
If you got change for a dollar in your right now
Then it's to exit the club
If you've been sippin out the same cup you got here and now you swallowin ice (woo)
Then it's time to exit the
If you made one and all the money you had disappeared, then please step to the rear
it's time to step your game up

ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, ch-ch-cheah, Chamillitary

- Chamillionaire]
Got a couple grand it up (up)
With your hand and say man hold up (man hold up)
in the front blowin up (up)
With the fat stacks in the club, that's us (man us)
My boys got the club up
Stacks so fat, they can't fold up (can't fold up)
The girls in the club us (us)
we act bad everytime we show up (sho nuff)

[Verse -
Yeah, you know it's on
I got 'em strippin for my tip I'm in "Harlem Nights" ($5 Tuesdays nigga)
Uh, and I got on all this ice (woo)
I came from Johnny the Jeweler, better guard your sight (just paid Johnny partner)
Uh, yeah, in "Gentlemen's"
These other is holdin ones, we holdin Benjamins (that's real talk)
Uh, yeah, go and send 'em in
Cause we so rich, haters sick, but ain't no medicine (them haters sick)
Uh, yeah, harassin us
Who's vehicle is Is somethin that you've asked enough (for real)
Uh, yeah, groupies for passin
We kick 'em out that candy door, they right back to us (come right back to us, already)
Uh, yeah, the golden was up
but I saw and that was old, so I got platinum plus (revenge)
Uh, yeah, it if you bad enough
But if you not get up outta here or back it up (back, it up)
Uh, C OG's, so I'm a ballin by that bar in here, like he told me (that Sweet Jones)
Uh, yeah, my drinks on me
I got dough you can "Get Throwed" like the homie Bun B (throwed, throwed)
Uh, yeah, they wanna be like me, I'm in that lot, I'm hoppin outta ESV's
Uh, yeah (yeah), she tried to on me
that's when I my trunk and "Swang" it like T-R-A-E (swang and I swang and I swang to the left)
Uh, yeah, act like y'all forgot
that I've makin Houston hits legit as Rap-A-Lot (what up International Red)
Uh, yeah, let off the gas and
if you still spinnin like them mix show DJ's, add the box (what up of the Boys)
Uh, yeah, we watchin Magnavox, the car TV's is big enough, boys in the back can (already)
Uh, yeah, they my cash to stop, but it won't stop (it won't stop)
cause I stay 'til my casket drop (now run it back)
Uh, yeah, want my cash to stop, but it won't stop (ch-cheah)
cause I stay grindin my casket drop (Chamillitary mayne)
They told me that talk is cheap, but hoes be sure talkin
Used to be moonwalkin, now those be strobe
hoes for sure callin, fo fos and fos crawlin
Don't play with my paper get a broke and oh darling
Sure starvin, hungry for fetti like fettuccine
Got a problem, they see me, cause I'ma it, believe me
Better be good at magic and bottle the genie
Had to holla at Jay, cause the neck just look better
Wanna be me, I'm just too to be duplicated
If you don't know me, yeah you met me, then you should hate it
You can have an opinion, but I ain't one to it
If you spinners, stop it, that nonsense is overrated
if you on dubs, especially if you on hubs
Them is stationary, but somethin that you will love
Shout out to the and cuz, shout out to my B and bloods
We ain't tryna be gangsta, for real, we just us
we gettin that paper, if you say that we're not
It's obvious you residin somewhere up a rock
Got 'em outside, they love how the trunk pop
Block E-N-T is me, they be all on my Yung Joc
Reppin hard blocks, where them hustlers they all ready
Your all hung up on you, now she callin your boy's celly
And that's because petty, my paper's for sure heavy
Don't play cause that boy deadly with like that boy Freddie